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Upset
Y/N: 4 years old
Billy and Tommy: 6 years old
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NO ONE'S POV
Y/N shuffles into the living room with a huge pout on her face, holding a teddy bear in her hand and dragging her legs towards the redhead who's sitting on the couch.
Natasha doesn't notice the tiny body and keeps her gaze on the TV. The moment she realizes is when Y/N buries her face into the redhead's thighs.
"Детка, what are you doing?" Natasha chuckles, hooking her hands under Y/N's armpits and sitting the tiny one on her lap. (baby)
Y/N looks at her, pout still present on her face on which Natasha playfully pouts back. And on that Y/N wraps her tiny arms around the redhead's neck and buries her face there.
"What got you so upset, baby?" Natasha asks softly, rubbing the little girl's back and holding her close.
"Mommy" Y/N mumble out.
"Mommy made you upset? What did she do to you?" Natasha asks playfully, an amusing smile playing on her lips.
"Mommy said: 'no, Y/N/N, I have to cook, go play with Billy and Tommy'" Y/N explains, pulling out her best acting skills. "But Billy and Tommy don't want to play with me" She sighs dramatically and drops her tiny hands on her lap.
"Well, but you haven't asked me, have you?" Natasha raises an eyebrow with a smile, making the little girl smile back.
"Will you play with me, mama?" Y/N asks with the sweetest smile, making Natasha let out a small gasp.
This is the first time Y/N's ever called her that, the first time anyone has ever called her that. Her and Wanda are dating for 2 years and she wouldn't expect any of Wanda's children to see her as a parent.
Billy and Tommy are older and even before Y/N was born, Wanda was thinking about eventually leaving Vision. To be honest, a robot who has no idea about human emotions is not a good partner.
But Wanda found out she was going to have another baby and tried to save her relationship with the robot, but it just didn't work, so they broke up. Well, and 2 years ago she got together with Natasha and she couldn't be more happy.
The fact is that Y/N is actually the first one who accepted Natasha when Wanda announced their relationship. She only just turned 2 back then, but that doesn't change the fact that Natasha was and is one of her favorite people.
Not like the twins… Vision seems to have quite an influence on them, so liking Natasha definitely isn't even close to how they feel about her. But Natasha keeps trying and hoping that some day it'll get better.
"Of course, I'll play with you, sweetheart" Natasha smiles, giving the tiny girl a little cuddle, and presses a kiss to the top of Y/N's head. "Let's find some toys"
Natasha stands up, sitting Y/N on her hip, and starts to walk to Y/N and the boys' playroom.
"Mama, you and mommy are my favorite, FAVORITE ever" Y/N says enthusiastically, making sure the word 'favorite' is loud enough while kicking her small legs happily.
"Yeah?" Natasha smiles as the little one nods. "Well, you are my favorite, favorite too, детка" She tells Y/N back which immediately brings a smile to Y/N's face as she cuddles up to the redhead. (baby)
"What troubles are my favorite girls causing?" Wanda teases, spotting the pair walking around the kitchen.
That's enough for Y/N to bring back the pout she had previously on her lips while Natasha just chuckles at the sight of Y/N's cute little face.
"Aw, what's wrong, my little monkey?" Wanda pouts back playfully, giving her daughter's tummy a little tickle.
"Well, I've heard that mommy upset her. Am I right, детка?" Natasha says, letting out a little chuckle as Y/N nods her head with the pout still present on her lips. (baby)
"What did mommy do to you, malysh?" Wanda asks playfully.
"Mommy didn't want to play with me and said: 'no, Y/N/N, I have to cook, go play with Billy and Tommy'. But Billy and Tommy don't want to play with me too, mommy" Y/N explains dramatically.
"Well, someone needs to cook the dinner, baby. What would we eat then?" Wanda asks softly with a smile before pressing a kiss to her daughter's forehead.
"That's okay, mommy. Mama will play with me" Y/N's pout gets replaced by a sweet smile immediately.
"I need to cook, bubs, remember?" Wanda repeats, giving her daughter an apologetic look, but Y/N just shakes her head.
"Not you, mommy. Mama" The little one explains like it was the most obvious thing ever, pointing at Natasha and swinging her legs happily.
"Oh, mama will. I see" Wanda smiles warmly, locking her eyes with Natasha's who smiles widely back and rests her head against Y/N's before pressing a kiss to the tiny one's head.
"Have fun, you two. I'll call you on dinner" Wanda smiles, placing a kiss on her daughter's small nose that looks exactly like hers before pecking her girlfriend's lips.
Natasha just smiles back and carries Y/N away, so they could play like Y/N wanted. She's definitely excited about having a playdate with the tiny troublemaker, even more so to be her mother, help Wanda with raising her and see her grow up.
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Rhiannon ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ who will be her lover
｡°✩ pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
｡°✩ wc: 4.2k
｡°✩ warnings: fluff, smut, enchanted strap on, humping, possessive and aggressive sex, a teeny bit of angst
｡°✩ summary: Natasha's spontaneous research on witches aimed to enlighten Wanda about her lineage, prompting Wanda, in turn, to delve into her own discoveries.
A/N: This fic is born out of whim and I love it. A very special thanks to the co-author of this story, @mikaila-m. Your writing prowess is beyond amazing. ILY 🫶💜
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Natasha stood on the other end of the training room, observing the intense engagement between two figures, Steve and Wanda, locked in a mesmerising display of hand-to-hand combat. Their movements were a flawless blend of offense and defense, a choreographed symphony of skill and synchronization.
Wanda's improvement in her training was noticeable as she seamlessly incorporated her magic with her combat, creating a deadly combination that would be an advantage on the battlefield. Natasha marveled at how effortlessly Wanda manipulated the mystical energies around her, weaving them into her strikes with precision and finesse.
The air crackled with the remnants of Wanda's magic, wisps of energy trailing behind her every movement before dissipating into the open space. With each strike, a renewed surge of power emanated from her slender hands, a testament to her growing mastery over her abilities. She moved with a confidence and grace that spoke of countless hours spent honing her ability.
As Steve countered Wanda's attacks with practised ease, a look of admiration crossed his features. "Impressive, Maximoff," he remarked between exchanges, his voice carrying a hint of genuine respect. "Your control over your magic has grown since then. You seem to be in control and confident of your magic. Well done to you!"
A gentle smile graced Wanda's lips as she soaked in Steve's words of praise for her physical progress. "Thanks, Steve," she murmured shyly, her gratitude evident in her tone. "I wouldn't have done it without Natasha."
It was undeniable. From the moment Wanda arrived at the compound, Natasha took her under her wing, guiding her not only in combat training but also in navigating through her grief. Natasha's empathetic nature and gentle encouragement helped Wanda with her raging emotions and find solace within Natasha's presence.
Natasha's support extended beyond the training room, she was a constant source of reassurance, nudging Wanda towards embracing her new life, and her potential to become an Avenger.
With Natasha's steady guidance, Wanda found the strength to confront her fears and insecurities, eventually blossoming into a confident and capable member of the Avengers family.
As their relationship deepened, Natasha and Wanda's mentor and mentee dynamic blossomed into something more. Over the following months, they discovered themselves enveloped in a cozy cocoon of warmth and affection, occupying their thoughts and dreams alike.
Lost in thoughts, Natasha found herself in deep contemplation until Wanda's approach broke her reverie. Wanda, with a sheen of sweat on her forehead, her heart still racing from the intense training session, and her muscles aching from exertion, stood before her.
"Hey there," Natasha greeted, her fingers reaching out to gently brush away stray hairs from Wanda's face, tucking them behind her ears. "You've truly outdone yourself today. I'm proud of you."
Blushing at Natasha's compliment, Wanda couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth spread through her cheeks. She ducked her face, trying to conceal her reddening cheeks, and bit her lip to contain the smile threatening to bloom across her lips. "You saw all that, huh."
"Of course," Natasha affirmed, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I enjoy watching you train." With a gentle tug, she pulled Wanda closer and urged her to walk towards their shared room. "Your fighting style is impressive. I can't help but wonder where you learned it from."
"Oh. I learned all this from a super spy. You must know her." She gave a playful smile to Natasha. "She's this tall, redhead, with thick lips, and this cute nose that I like very much."
"Is that right? She must be pretty good then." Natasha played along since she will never tire of having playful conversations with her girlfriend.
Once they reached their room, while Wanda started shedding her work out clothes, Natasha seized the opportunity to share what she's been up to all morning while Wanda was training.
"I've done some research about your lineage." Natasha said as she slumped herself on their spacious king size bed.
"My lineage?" Wanda inquired, puzzled.
"Yes, your people. Witches," Natasha clarified while wiggling her fingers.
"And what have you discovered, pray tell?"
Wanda asked with genuine curiosity, unsure if Natasha was serious or just joking around.
"I've learned that many women accused of witchcraft were burned at the stake, which is barbaric," Natasha began. "What criteria did they use to determine if someone was truly a witch?"
"That's terrible," Wanda responded sympathetically. "Imagine, someone hated the way you behave then decided to gossip about you being a witch."
"I know, right? And some witches supposedly make potions out of herbs," Natasha said, giving Wanda a stinky eye. "You haven't concocted a love potion on me, have you? Made me fall for you?"
Wanda couldn't help but laugh at Natasha's absurdity and was surprised that the formidable assassin would say such a thing, but decided to play along. "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. Who's to say?"
Natasha simply hummed before delving further into her findings. "I've also discovered that some witches used a cauldron to cast spells and recited incantations from a book with weird languages to curse someone," she explained earnestly, her passion evident in her words. "Honestly, I wouldn't want to provoke or cross a witch from centuries ago. Who knows, they might turn me into a frog or ugly duckling."
"Natasha!" she chuckled at her girlfriend. "I'm not sure what to tell you," she paused to stifle her laughter. "I'm not that kind of witch. I don't cast spells, or read incantations, nobody ever taught me that kind of witchcraft."
A sudden thought struck Natasha. "Perhaps we should seek out a coven for you. You could learn from them and discover yourself in the world of witches."
Wanda shook her head at Natasha's enthusiasm for the witchcraft idea, finding it both amusing and endearing. "I'm going to hop in the shower," she said, "then you can tell me more about your discoveries, alright?"
As Wanda scrubbed the dried sweat from her body, her mind wandered back to Natasha's words about witches. She pondered whether there were others like her, freely roaming and living mundane lives without the constant fear of being burned alive. Should she seek them out, learn from them, and discover the potential and extent of her magical abilities? Yet, her powers derived from the mind stone, raising questions about her identity beyond just being a mystical being.
These thoughts swirled around her mind, leaving her feeling frustrated and alone. She had nobody to turn to for answers, no one in her circle who understood the intricacies of magic like she did. With a deep sigh, she finished showering so she could hang out with her girlfriend and learn more about her discoveries from the internet, even if they are only myths. It is still nice to know some things to help her learn about her kind.
As she emerged from the bathroom, a gentle melody enveloped her, coaxing a smile onto her lips. The strains emanated from a wireless speaker, while Natasha, with her eyes closed, bobbing her head lightly to the rhythm.
Intrigued by the unfamiliar tune, Wanda inquired, "What music is that? I don't recognize it." She couldn't deny the infectiousness of the beat.
"You haven't heard this before? It's 'Rhiannon' by Fleetwood Mac," Natasha replied, her voice tinged with amusement. "You should give them a listen. Stevie Nicks, the lead singer, is often associated with mystical imagery and is dubbed a 'witch' by many."
Wanda took note of the band and will make sure to listen to their songs. Maybe she should also do her own research about her history, just like what Natasha did, as it might give her some insights with her abilities as well.
Both women settled in for their afternoon cuddle, Natasha teasingly remarked, "You're not planning to join those witches who dance naked under the full moon, are you?" She playfully motioned for Wanda to join her in bed. "Although it's a bit eerie, I must admit, I wouldn't mind witnessing you perform under the moonlight."
Wanda giggled at Natasha's remark. "Oh, Nat, you're so silly ," she replied affectionately. "But don't worry, my love, you're the only one who gets to see me naked. No moonlit parades for me."
Natasha grinned mischievously in response. "Good to know, princess," she said, pulling Wanda closer.
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For the past week, Wanda has been fully engrossed in delving into every detail about her other witches and their capabilities. Since she's not very knowledgeable about technology, she sought help from FRIDAY for her research. However, during this time, she's been experiencing strange occurrences. She keeps hearing voices in her head, echoing in her mind, unsure if they're just her own thoughts or something more.
Sometimes, she even feels a faint whisper calling her name. Interestingly, these voices seem to intensify whenever she's near Vision, leaving her puzzled and unable to comprehend their meaning. Maybe the mind stone was trying to send her a valuable message or a foreboding warning.
However, the witch made a conscious decision not to dwell too deeply on these strange voices and instead carried on with her usual daily activities. Yet, despite her efforts to push them aside, it appeared that the more she tried to ignore them, the more persistently they haunted her. It was as if they were incessantly urging her to acknowledge them, to allow them entry into her conscious mind, and perhaps even to seize control of her thoughts. Each day, their presence seemed to grow stronger, their whispers becoming more insistent, leaving her increasingly unsettled and uncertain about how to confront this mysterious intrusion into her psyche.
It was during one particular night, where the lunar orb shines at its fullness, Wanda finds herself submerged in the depths of her dreams. It's not the typical terror-inducing nightmare, with frantic grasps at bed linens or anguished cries echoing into the void. Rather than the frantic thrashings and wails of a nightmare, she drifts through a surreal landscape where her own magic holds sway. Crimson tendrils of mystical energy swirl around her, painting the air with an otherworldly hue. Yet amidst this ethereal display, there's an unsettling intensity to the voices that resonate within her mind, louder, clearer, and more insistent than ever before.
Take her.
Mark her.
Claim her.
Make her mine.
Wanda surveyed the seemingly boundless space before her, she couldn't shake the oppressive darkness that hangs in the air. Her gaze fell upon a peculiar sight, a circle of candles meticulously arranged on the floor, their flickering flames casting eerie shadows. At the center of this arrangement lay a star, its lines seemingly etched into the ground with an unsettling crimson hue that resembled dried blood.
Intrigued yet apprehensive, Wanda couldn't ignore the magnetic pull drawing her towards the pentagon nestled within the star's core. A faint, almost imperceptible shadow hovered above it, its presence both mesmerizing and foreboding. Driven by an inexplicable instinct, Wanda found herself stepping closer, her heart pounding in her chest with each deliberate movement.
As she knelt within the circle, a sense of unease washed over her, intensifying with each passing moment. Suddenly, as if propelled by unseen forces, her clothing was violently ripped from her body, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Panic surged through her veins, her mind reeling with fear and confusion.
A sudden shift in the atmosphere jolted Natasha from her slumber. Startled, she instinctively reached out for the familiar figure beside her, only to find the space empty. Confusion knit her brow as she scanned the room bathed in an eerie yellow-to-red aura. Sitting up, she surveyed her surroundings, her gaze drawn to a haunting sight: Wanda, huddled on the floor, naked and trembling.
"Wanda!" Natasha's voice rang out, thick with fear and urgency, as she rushed to her side. "What's happening? Are you alright?" She knelt on the floor while searching for any injuries on Wanda's body
Wanda remained unresponsive, her long hair cascading over her chest as she sat in a trance-like state. Her eyes, aglow with a crimson hue and filled with tears, met Natasha's with an unsettling intensity.
"Natasha," Wanda's voice, though still recognizable, carried a different tone, thick with emotion and tinged with an accent more pronounced than usual. "I... I don't know what's happening to me."
The redhead's eyes widened as she took in the surreal scene before them – both she and Wanda ensnared within a large ring of flickering candles, their warm glow casting eerie shadows against the walls. At the heart of the circle, a pentagram etched into the floor seemed to pulse with a mystic energy that sent shivers down Natasha's spine.
Suppressing a surge of alarm, Natasha approached Wanda cautiously, her voice a gentle murmur.
"Sweetheart," she whispered, her tone tender yet laced with apprehension, not wishing to startle Wanda further. "Did you... do this?"
"Yes," Wanda's voice changed and gone was the initial shock in them. "I need you, Natasha."
There was a primal hunger in Wanda's eyes as she lunged at Natasha, her hands, chilled by the cold, cupped Natasha's face, and embraced her with a fervent and intense kiss. It was as though they both sensed the urgency of the moment, wanting to etch this memory into eternity, as if it could be their final time together.
Instinctively, Natasha responded to the kiss with a magnitude that matched Wanda's, her arms enveloping Wanda's waist with a fervent need, their bodies drawn and intertwined perfectly together. Every touch ignited a raging desire between them, elevating their connection to an electrifying sensation. Natasha held onto Wanda tightly, savoring the moment, unwilling to let it slip away.
A deep whimper escaped Wanda's throat from the passionate kiss, breaking away for a second to catch her breath. She can feel her skin heating up, slowly burning her senses but she wanted more. "Natalia," she uttered like a prayer and gently pushed the other woman and urged her to lay down on the floor.
With the use of her magic, Wanda removed Natasha's clothing without warning, wanting to have more skin to skin contact. Once Wanda positioned herself on top, Natasha shivered when she felt how wet Wanda was the moment her core made contact with her crotch. "Fuck, Wands. You're so wet already."
"I want you so bad, Natalia," Wanda breathed heavily as she continued kissing Natasha roughly. Her hands freely roaming on the redhead's exposed skin, groping her breasts, while simultaneously leaving a trail of hickeys on Natasha's chest. "I own you." Her mouth descended on each perky nipple, nipping, biting, and giving them the much needed attention then soothed them with her warm tongue after being roughly handled.
The spy closed her eyes, mouth slightly agape, upon hearing Wanda's possessive statement. She was rendered speechless with the level of power Wanda was proclaiming. Typically the one in control of their sex lives, she found herself surprised yet intrigued by Wanda's boldness, leaving her both aroused and alarmed at Wanda's sudden forwardness and aggression. In a feeble attempt to ground herself, she put her hands on each side of the witch's waist.
This only encouraged Wanda to take matters in her own hands as she started languidly rutting her lower half against the redhead's hips, effectively asserting her control on the pace. She then ripped her mouth and teeth from Natasha's abused nipples to grab her chin tightly, bringing their mouths inches apart. “Tell me who you belong to.” Her heavily accented voice resonated around them and into Natasha's mind.
Their breaths mingled as the redhead answered weakly, “You Wanda, no one else.” The witch grabbed her face even harder, her crescent nails digging into the skin, bringing them closer as their noses brushed together.
“Say it again.” Wanda prompted while grinding her hips harder, smearing her wetness on Natasha's warm skin.
A deep sound came out of the spy's throat, something between a growl and a whine while she tried to focus on forming a correct sentence rather than let herself be consumed by Wanda's presence and touch. “I'm yours Wanda, only yours.”
A raw hum of appreciation escaped the witch's lips as she attached them again to Natasha's neck, leaving purple marks on her smooth skin and never stopping her lower movements.
When Wanda leaned slightly back to admire her work, racking her eyes over the redhead's slightly glistening body. She grinned and performed a careless flick of her wrist, encasing their lower bodies in scarlet tendrils and conjured to reveal a blood-red cock securely harnessed to Natasha's hips.
The spy let out a gasp of surprise at the discovery which was muffled by Wanda's lips kissing her again fervently. Natasha tightened her hold on the witch’s hips which had stilled while she was gifted with her new acquisition.
The tight grip spurted Wanda to move again, lowering herself to rest her wet center on Natasha's thick shaft before starting a slow back and forth movement against it. As her folds gilded lazily up and down, Natasha saw stars appear behind her eyes as she was able to feel everything. She could sense the warm and wet feeling of Wanda's core sliding along her silicone dick.
She stuttered while trying stay conscious, “Ah–Fuck, детка! What did you do?” She shocked back a needy whimper as Wanda gave a harder thrust on the tip.
“Do you like it? I made it just for you, baby.” The witch answered in short breaths, concentrated on keeping her movements slow and not giving in to the urge to forcefully rut against Natasha.
“Oh, yes it feels amazing. Keep going.” The redhead struggled to keep her gaze focused on the ethereal sight displayed above her, her girlfriend wearing a pretty pink flush on her cheeks while her eyebrows were slightly frowned in pleasure.
Natasha used the leverage she had with her hands on Wanda's hips to buck her own up, matching the pace of their humping and increasing the pressure between them, changing the angle a little.
Wanda moaned lewdly when the base of the strap brushed her clit, making her skin burn and tingle from the added stimulation. She placed one hand on the spy's ribs and the other on her shoulder to steady herself, her nails digging into soft flesh.
Mere moments later, Wanda sensed she was already close so she stopped her movements. She didn't plan for them to finish so soon, not after waiting for so long to experience something like this. She reluctantly lifted her body up to position herself above the flushed and panting spy, putting all her weight on her arms and using the strong body under her for balance.
The witch looked down and bit her bottom lip as she lowered her hips to situate her dripping entrance above the tip of Natasha's cock. Once the end of the shaft was snuggled against her core, she lifted her head to stare directly into the redhead's tightly closed eyes, “Look at me while I fuck myself with your cock, Natalia.” Wanda demanded, half-growled in an effort to contain her need to just slam down and get herself off as rapidly as she could manage.
The redhead used all the discipline she possessed to reopen her eyes and bore them into Wanda's green ones. The exact moment their gaze met, the witch started sinking down slowly, forcing the strap to enter her inch by inch. A long moan ripped itself from Natasha's throat as she felt all the nerves of her body setting alight at the feeling of the hot embrace of Wanda's walls choking her enchanted strap.
Natasha buried her nails into the other woman's waist when Wanda's pussy swallowed the last of her shaft, bringing their hips flesh to flesh. The warm, wet and tight feeling of the witch's insides surrounding her whole cock was already too much and she couldn't prevent herself from closing her eyes in concentration to not cum right away.
“You feel so good inside of me, baby.” Wanda whispered, eyeing her girlfriend under her thick lashes, reveled in her evident struggle and pleasure. She stayed still for a moment to give herself a bit of time to adjust to the huge dick stretching her walls before starting to gyrate her hips slightly to test the waters.
Natasha's hips gave a jerky spasm in response as she felt herself getting squeezed from the base to the tip with the slight movement of the woman on top of her.
No longer able to contain herself, Wanda lifted herself up again all the way until only the tip of the cock remained inside of her before sinking down again. Natasha saw dark spots in her vision when the warm heat gripped her dick in a sucking motion as she travelled up. She moaned a series of you're mine you're you're mine while bouncing up in down on Natasha's dick.
As Wanda continued riding her, their chorus of moans and squelching wet sounds were the only noises surrounding them as their pleasure kept increasing and increasing as well as the pace of their thrusts.
“Wanda— I'm close, fuck!” Natasha panted through gritted teeth as her body was tensing more and more upon her impending release. She started giving short, hard lunges upward to drive her strap even deeper into Wanda's pussy.
“Mmmh, me too, come with me детка.” The witch almost whined, her eyes glowing even more darker, and her thrusts becoming messier and sloppier as she edged towards her own release.
Finally the coil in Natasha's stomach. enfolded as she cummed. She sensed her warm juices leaving the tip of her strap as she felt the primal urge to pump her dick harder and deeper into Wanda as she came. As she did so, she felt the witch's walls clenching sporadically around her, signalling she had triggered her own orgasm. The delicious squeezes prolonged Natasha's release until she stilled and flopped back, completely spent and head lulling backwards.
At the same time, Wanda came with a long moan when Natasha's juices warmed the inside of her womb. As she descended from her high, Wanda kept lazily riding Natasha in slow and short motions until she became too sensitive and finally unsheathed herself from the strap with a lewd and wet sound.
After regaining her breath, Wanda suddenly sat upright and found herself gasping for air, her body trembling with the effort to fill in her empty lungs. Then, a peculiar sensation washed over her—an intense detachment as though her very essence was being ripped apart from within, as if an invisible pair of hands were wrenching a fragment of her soul which was being torn away by an inexplicable force beyond comprehension.
An overwhelming tide of panic gripped her, fueled by the relentless force pulling at her. With each passing moment, she felt her very consciousness slipping away, aggressively and mercilessly tearing it from her body. Amidst it all, her eyes blazed with a furious crimson, reflecting the turmoil within and tendrils of her magic hung in the air.
"Wanda," Natasha's voice was fraught with urgency, "Baby! What's happening? Wanda!" she repeatedly called out her name, trying desperately to break through Wanda's trance and tether her back to the present moment. Finally, her persistent pleas got through Wanda's lucid state, her body slumped over hers, body pressing down like a dead weight.
"Hey, hey, look at me," Natasha said softly, gently cupping Wanda's face in her hands and drawing her closer. "Are you alright?"
Gasping for air, Wanda struggled to focus her gaze on Natasha, her heart racing with fear and confusion. "Natasha?" Her voice rasped with agitation. "What... what just happened?" Her mind reeled, wrestling with the disorienting aftermath of whatever had transpired.
"Good Lord, Wanda!" Natasha exclaimed, her relief palpable yet tinged with lingering anxiety. "You scared the life out of me. One moment you seemed fine, and then suddenly you were trembling, your magic flowing out all over the room." She decided to leave out the part where Wanda was clutching onto her shoulders, as if the witch was scared for her to slip away from her fingers.
Wanda's voice wavered with distress as she tried to make sense of the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. "I feel pain and at the same time feel empty," she confessed, her brow furrowed with confusion. "I can feel it within my heart but I don't know where it's coming."
Natasha enveloped the weeping witch in her arms offering a sense of security and solace. "Just let it all out, Wanda," she whispered soothingly. "I'm right here, baby."
"I'm so scared, Nat," Wanda hiccuped between sobs, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "It felt like my soul was ripped from my body. I don't ever want to experience that again."
"You're safe with, Wanda," Natasha murmured, her tone laced with unwavering determination. "I promise you, I won't let anything harm you. Whatever it takes, I'll protect you." Her words were a steadfast vow, a pledge of her love and devotion for Wanda.
In the vast emptiness of space, her anguished cries and screams echoed chaoticly through the stretches of the universe once the projection severed. A real testament to her desperation as she struggled to cling to the faint hope of an alternate reality where she could reclaim the life she once knew, knowing all too well it could never be hers again.
She finds herself in a vulnerable position, with nothing remaining but the ethereal burden of her own chaos magic intertwined with the relentless ache of agony, a haunting symphony echoing through the chambers of her soul.
Once again, thank you very much for sharing your great mind with me. @mikaila-m 💜🫶
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Bible Study
Priest!Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
WandaNat x Fem!Reader
Warnings: BLASPHEMOUS! (Read with caution) Mean-ish WandaNat. (Am I a whore?)
Smut: Father (N), Mommy (W), Bunny (R) |Fingering (R), Oral (W), Unprotected Sex (R-Nat has a Dick), Kinks: Spitting, Slapping, Praising, Breeding.
18+ | Minors DNI | Please Don’t Report^ Labeled.
4,674 Words
Wanda knew everyone in town, it was part of the gig being the pastors wife and all, so when you entered their church this morning her curious eyes locked right in on your docile form as you took a seat on the aisle three rows back.
"Isn't she so pretty Natty?" Wanda held onto her wife's bicep with unexpected force as she surveyed the crowd settling into the pews, "She's precious, can we have her, please?"
Natasha chuckled, "Will that make my detka happy?" Wanda nodded. "Then she's all ours."
The couple shared a sweet kiss before Wanda took her rightful place in the front pew, right by their twins, Billy and Tommy Romanoff. They were a perfect split, Billy looked just like Wanda, while Tommy looked like Natasha.
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Natasha softly smiled down at her family, then she looked out at her congregation with a grin, "Good morning everyone, shall we begin?"
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The sermon was great, it didn't feel anything like you were used to in the past, there was an air of understanding in the preachers eyes and you knew it to be genuine as she had a wife. Word traveled around this small town fast, which is why you ended up here this Sunday.
There wasn't judgement here, and that was the way it should always be, as the bible itself says.
There was a post sermon luncheon being hosted across the way from the main church in a smaller building, it definitely piqued your interest, but you were unable to bring yourself to enter, so you did the next best thing and turned to leave towards the parking lot.
"Where are you sneaking off to dorogoy?"
"Oh, um hi there ma'am, I was headed home."
Wanda winced, "Please, refrain from calling me ma'am, it feels like you've just wounded me honey," she gripped at her heart to feign pain, causing you to chuckle softly, "My apologies..."
"Wanda," she held out her hand, you nervously accepted it, and your knees threatened to buckle at the mere sight of her gorgeous smile.
"So, instead of heading home, how about you follow me in? We'd love to get to know you."
"Y/N."
"A pretty name, attached to such a pretty face, what a shocker," she mused, relishing in the sight of your widened eyes, and at the way your head fell to hide your sudden nervous smile.
Wanda escorted you to the table with her kids, "I'll be right back with some snacks, sit tight."
"Hi!" Tommy shouted, you met his enthusiasm with a calm wave. "I'm Tommy, this is Billy."
"Hi," Billy greeted, far more reserved than his brother, "You're new, what brings you here?"
"I'm on a journey of self discovery actually," you admitted, rather easily at that, "I'm from out West, but I decided to venture out and in my journey I seem to have ended up here."
"Interesting, of all the places you could've traveled to, tell me honey, why New Jersey?"
It shocked you to see the pastor stood beside you, she was no longer in her church attire, but instead she wore a pair of blue jeans, with a simple white shirt that clung to her muscular figure in a way that seemed far too sinful for the venue, but your eyes still wandered.
"I-I'm not exactly sure Pastor Romanoff, I just know something told me that this was where I needed to be, so I parked my RV and stayed."
Natasha smirked, if her job has taught her anything, it's that God works in mysterious ways, and that this here was a true testament to the powerful nature of divine intervention.
"Please, call me Nat," she extended her hand out, and even if your hand was clammy, like before you accepted it, and whispered, "Y/N."
"Well Y/N, we're so happy to have a new face around, especially one as gorgeous as yours," she winked and you about lost the ability to breathe as she looked at you like you were her prey while her children were sat there coloring.
Wanda returned to see you looking absolutely awestruck, your lips pursed, while your eyes were chock-full of wonder as well as terror. Their prayers have finally been answered is all she can think as she settles down beside you, a smidge too close for a preachers wife you reckon, but you also can't be bothered to care.
"Hey, Y/N," you turned to look at her, your breath hitching as you nearly bumped noses, "Are you free for an introductory bible study?" Wanda smiled at you, innocent in nature, but you could see something more devious brewing behind those mesmerizing viridescent orbs.
"I-I, where, when?"
Natasha smirked, "Here, tonight, let's say 6?"
"Yeah, okay, what do I need to bring?" you asked while jumping to your feet in a rush.
Wanda followed your movement, placing a hand on your lower back she gently guided you to the exit with her wife right behind her, the women smiling brightly as you faced them.
"Just bring your pretty self," Wanda said while placing a kiss on your slightly heated cheek, "We'll handle the rest, don't worry about it."
When you got into your RV your skin was crawling, every alarm that could go off did, but you simply turned the radio up to drown them out, and headed straight towards your hotel. Where you paced for about an hour, deciding if returning was a smart idea, and wondering why you had the urge to shave for such a night.
You're preparing for the likes of a date, when in reality you're meant to meet the pastor and her wife to go over various pieces of scripture. You could use some sort of help honestly, resisting temptation was never exactly your strong suit, and with women as gorgeous as them you were perceivably hopeless if you read the vibe right.
And God, were you hoping you did...
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After hours of deliberation you found yourself eagerly driving back to the church, a bible in your shaky hand as you got out of the vehicle. But it mattered not when your heart was consumed entirely by sin, your body matched that sentiment, adorned in a lacy red two piece that you could catch a glimpse of through your sheer white top tucked into a tight black skirt.
"Oh fuck," Natasha cursed, she could feel her cock hardening at the sight of you through the blinds in her office, "Wanda, come look at her."
"Yebena mat'," Wanda cursed in her wives mother tongue, "Come on, she's waiting!"
(Holy shit)
Natasha and Wanda quietly approached you from behind as you were stood in front of the church doors in wait for the clock to strike six.
"Aren't you an early bird?" Wanda announced herself with a playful smile when you turned to her, a bit startled, but you were able to recover pretty quickly, "I haven't got much else to do."
"Really? You're dressed so," Natasha paused, eyes drinking you in, her tongue seductively moving passed her lips as she wetted them before her tone dropped, "Provocatively."
You smirked, unsure where this sudden wave of confidence of yours came from, but you were ready to run with it, "Oh, well I actually have a date after bible study, but I thought I looked cute, are you saying this gives the wrong idea?"
Natasha's jaw clenched as she brushed passed you with the church keys, meanwhile Wanda's only giveaway towards jealousy was her eyes. They spoke in place of her neutral expression.
"It's cute, but Natasha's right, you look slutty."
Words worked too you supposed...
They left you stood in the doorway with your mouth agape, and a sinking feeling setting in. You were just trying to tease them, but it seems all you did was anger them, and likely ruined your chances of this fantasy to actually happen.
"Are you coming Y/N? You're letting all the cold air in honey," Wanda called out to you, and it was her soft voice giving you whiplash that brought you back from your mind full up on turmoil. "Yup, sorry," you shuffled inside, shutting the large doors behind you, and in doing so, you effectively sealed your fate.
Natasha cleared her throat, "Come here," she was stern in not only tone but stance as she stood at her podium behind the altar, and you had no interest in making her mad so your legs swiftly brought you to her. "Kneel," she husked, sending shivers down your spine as you were quick to obey the alluring woman in charge.
"You won't be needing this," Wanda slipped the bible from your hands, leaving you in a state of total confusion, your eyes tracked the room as you began to realize that this was indeed a closed bible study, and not just a fantasy.
"Look at me," Natasha commanded, and your flickering gaze instantly settled on her stony face, "From this moment forward you will call me Father, and if at anytime you wish to leave, you're free to go, do I make myself clear?"
"Answer her malysh," Wanda said from right beside you where she was crouching down to be on your level, "Don't upset her now honey, or this'll be no fun for any of us, and mommy wants to have fun with her precious bunny."
You nodded without a moment's hesitation, "Yes father, I understand," you smiled at her, and for a brief moment you saw her lips upturn before they fell back into a neutral position.
Natasha turned away to grab some things, and as she did that you released a nervous breath, only to have another caught in your throat as Wanda pressed herself into you. "You're so pretty bunny," she craned her head around to gently kiss your cheek, an act of faux innocence because in the next instance she was kissing your tingling lips hard enough to leave you breathless, "Can I touch your body, hm?"
The question felt near redundant, her lips have already touched yours, while her hands held onto your hips for support from behind, so you knew that what she was asking wasn't as simple as it sounded, and you were so eager to give in, you nodded vigorously, but Natasha gripped your chin before you could nod again.
"Use your words," she held you tighter for emphasis, "Unless you wish for consequences."
"Sorry father, I-I promise to be good," Natasha nodded, and once she loosened her grip you turned to face Wanda, "Yes mommy, you are both free to touch me however you like."
"There you go," Natasha smiled at you, it was soft, but in a condescending way, "I knew you weren't just a pretty face, such a smart girl."
While Wanda's hands bunched your skirt up Natasha's hand gripped your chin again, far less tightly than before, "Open up bunny."
Natasha watched with pride as you obediently parted your lips, she lifted the chilled golden chalice to her lips, sipping the ruby tinted wine into her mouth before she slowly leaned over, and sensually spit the wine directly into yours.
It was perfectly synchronized, the altered liquid permeated your tastebuds, and then it slid down your throat just as Wanda slid two of her fingers into your dripping cunt. Natasha pressed her lips to yours just as a scream was ripped from your burning throat, catching it with efficient ease, and spurring your arousal on tenfold as she slid her tongue over yours.
Never in your days did you expect communion to play out like this, but you'd honestly never felt closer to a higher being than you did now. Natasha, and Wanda were the holy figureheads for this small town, you understood the appeal right away with their charms, and now you thanked the world for introducing them to you.
"You're dripping," Wanda groaned, "Good grief, do you hear yourself detka? So wet."
You'd willed yourself to feel shame for what was taking place here tonight, you felt like a common mans' whore with how easily you were giving it up, but you just couldn't seem to care. With the way she fucked you, and Lord, with the words she said, they had you in a chokehold. "It's like this pussy was meant for mommy's fingers. Don't you agree detka?"
Natasha pulled away from you, the picture perfect display of cool as you panted loudly. She returned to her previous position, moving about to put things in order for, well, you hadn't a clue honestly, but you were excited.
"Answer mommy," Natasha commanded, "Sorry father," you choked out over a moan, "Y-yes mommy, I was made just for you to fuck."
"Watch your mouth," Natasha chided, her hand made instant contact with your cheek, "Pretty girls like you need not speak like that Y/N."
"Oh, okay, I-I'm sorry father, I won’t swear,” you stuttered, mind currently reeling from how your body alit with this nearly painful desire as her hand harshly collided with your skin, you nearly asked her to do it again, you’re certain Wanda knew too with the way she smirked against your shoulder, you’d clenched so hard she felt your walls suck her in even deeper.
“U shlyukhi bolevoy sindrom,” Wanda spoke in secrets to her wife, you dropped the redheads gaze as soon as she looked to you with a smirk, she knew now. “Imeyet smysl.”
(The slut has a pain kink / Makes sense)
You wish you could say you were embarrassed now, but you weren’t, only eager for more.
The pastor began to hum a familiar tune to fill the nearly silent room, and with that followed Wanda's sultry voice,"'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace, my fears relieved." Natasha unexpectedly sang out the next line, "How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed."
"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound," the women kept their voices low, their raspy tones wrapped around your brain as they harmonized, further clouding your lusty mind. "Sing with us sweetheart," Wanda nibbled on the lobe of your ear as her thumb grazed your clit, pulling a set of delicious mewls from you.
"Go on bunny, be our good girl," Natasha purred, her face now in front of yours as she crouched down before you with a sly smirk.
"That saved a wretch like me," you were alone as you choked out the next line, working your hardest to not get too lost in the pleasure that you forget the words, you weren't sure she wouldn't stop if you did. Wanda sped up her pace in reward, her lips parted as she breathed heavily, seeing you so pliant for them made her heart swell with hope, and she was giddy to see her wife's eyes held the same dream when they locked gazes. Natasha nodded; it was time.
"I once was lost, but now I'm found," all three of you sang the next line in synchrony, "Go on detka, let go, finish the song for us."
Her words felt coded, and as you sang the last line you knew they were, "Was blind, but now I see," your vision blurred as you came a second later, finishing on Wanda's fingers as she'd curled them with a sort of expertise.
"Good girl," Wanda purred, you whimpered at her praise, you felt your walls clench around her fingers, and cried a moment later when she pulled them from you. You were spent, your body now sticky with a thin layer of sweat, your head rested on Wanda's shoulder as your heart pounded in your head, you didn't see nor hear what the women were saying or doing.
You'd never experienced as powerful of an orgasm before, it was very much life changing, and you nearly chuckled that it happened in a church. A place of worship; you surely felt that.
It wasn't until you felt pointed fingertips tap the side of your head that you opened your eyes. Natasha stared down at you with a grin, "What do you say bunny?" You smiled softly, "Thank you mommy," you turned awkwardly to kiss her lips in thanks. "Thank you Father."
Natasha beamed genuinely, loving the way that you understood without much guidance. You were perfect, her wife always had a knack for finding prizes, and she clearly has yet to fail.
Wanda's sticky, glistening fingers flooded your vision a second later as she dipped them into a metal basin, metaphorically washing her hands clean of your sin, but you noticed she left out two of her coated fingers. You watched with a dry mouth as she lifted her hand up to her wife who didn't hesitate to lick it clean, "Sweet..."
You nearly fainted, traces of your slick now layered over her lower lip, shining just right under the dimly lit church lights. Wanda's moan directly into your ear after she tasted you next made your body tremble with renewed need as you kept your eyes locked on her wife's. It felt as if they sought to kill you with their provocations, so sexy in their natural states.
Then, the icing on the cake came when the pastor dipped two of her fingers into the tainted water, stirring it languidly until she was satisfied that your essence had mixed in well.
"Vo imya papy," Natasha chanted in her mother tongue, her thumb dripping with the not so holy water pressed a circle into your forehead, then her hand returned to the bowl, "Mamochki," her thumb swirled over your left cheek, "I dragotsennogo zaychika ty budesh' nashim," and then repeated on the right.
(in the name of the father / mommy / and the precious bunny you will be ours.)
Wanda nearly snorted as the words translated in her mind, her wife always did have an odd sense of humor; you were likely none the wiser.
"Are you ready for more?" Natasha asked, and once you replied her pants were at her ankles. The redhead watched the way your eyes fell to her tented boxers instantaneously, "You see what you did to me bunny? It's aching, and the only remedy is to let me breed your pussy, ok?"
It was a risky game saying yes, you weren't on birth control, and though you wanted kids, you weren't exactly financially stable being on the road, but when you felt Wanda grip your hips a bit tighter, and saw the hopeful look in Nat's eyes you realized your life was about to change.
You nodded, but quickly fixed your mistake, "Please father, fill me up, make me pregnant."
"Oh bunny," Wanda coo'd as her arms wrapped around you in a tight embrace, "You're going to have to clean up the mess you made of mommy too," she swiftly shifted from behind you, and gently moved you to lie flat on the ground with her arms still around you. "Can you do that?"
"Of course," you beamed, a bit too excited for such a blessing. "Such a perfect gift you are." Wanda pecked your lips, then booped your nose, a soft moment before all the carnality.
Natasha cock sprung to life as she removed her boxers, she saw the way your eyes widened at her size, then she shifted her gaze as you did. The redhead began to lazily stroke herself as you both watched Wanda slip out of her dress.
"Wow," you gasped, both women chuckled as they took in your enamored features, "You're both so beautiful, a match made in heaven."
The irony of your words seemed to be lost on you in your dizzied state, but both women had to stifle a laugh. With how tonight's transpired, it's unlikely any of you are ever ascending.
"Have you seen yourself bunny?" Natasha spoke, "You've got to be like a fallen angel."
A warmth blossomed beneath your skin, and your bashful smile gave you away, you'd been well worked up as it was, but that did you in.
Within a moments time your brain further short circuited as the brunette straddled your chest, you internally cursed as you felt her wetness dripping down from the swell of your breasts. It was only turning you on more to know you caused any of this, and soon enough you moaned unabashedly as her aromatic arousal was pooling in the divots of your neck.
Wanda tutted as your hands tried to bring her closer, "Patience now bunny, I wanna see your pretty face first when daddy fills you up."
Natasha lined herself up with your hole, she slipped her tip in with ease, yet you clenched. The redhead groaned as you held her in a vice grip, with a harsh thrust of her hips half of her length was sheathed within you. Stretching your walls further than they’d ever been before, you moaned in a high pitch as her thick veins throbbed beneath the crushing pressure of your delighted pussy as you clenched.
Wanda’s legs were growing tired, as was her patience with the pit forming in her stomach, so without warning she slid down your chest and onto your agape mouth. She nearly fell forward as your screams echoed through her pussy, and sent shivers throughout her body.
Natasha had used the distraction of Wanda to fully pull out, then thrust back in until she was bottomed out. Wanda’s loud moan was simply an echo, her body a vessel for your pleasures release, letting Natasha know she was an expert at her craft, with her ego now doubled.
There was a cycle at play here, Wanda knew this very well, Natasha was staving off her release, but all the while ensuring that the both of you came, and well into the double digits.
Wanda was out of lives as you sucked her clit between your teeth harshly when her wife had slapped your clit with incredible force. The way you ate her out was different than she’d ever experienced before, it was a sloppy, tempered kinda carnal, it was so sensual, she could swear she was in Utopia, and she’d once thought she met God when she actually bagged Natasha.
Wanda surged forward, landing painfully onto the hardwood on her hands and knees due to the overstimulation. You barely had a chance to gulp down any air before Natasha was devouring your lips, her tongue greedily entering your mouth, lapping up her wife’s essence as she busts a nut without warning.
Her face falls into the crook of your neck with a pleasurable grimace, she was grunting hotly as she chased after her ever fleeting high, “Fuck!”Sounds reminiscent of a tidal wave could be heard between your legs as she desperately continued to fuck her seed into your womb.
“Oh bunny, daddy can’t wait to see your belly swell, pregnant with our kittens,” she was panting against your neck now as she built herself up to another fast approaching high. This time she completely stills as her orgasm paralyzes her with blinding pleasure, and you writhe as her seed instigates another big O.
Once she regains control of her body she jackhammers her hips into yours with no regard to your cries of anguish. “You’ll be an amazing mom Y/N, so good to all our babies,” she honestly whispered against your sweaty forehead as she laid a kiss there. Natasha had finally grown tired, pleased with her efficiency she finally allowed herself to rest atop of you, and stopped her attack on your sensitive pussy.
Wanda had already finished redressing by the time you and Natasha had finished recovering. Though her panties only grew wet as she watched the two of you beautifully fall apart. Once Natasha pulled out Wanda was kneeling at your side, her left hand cupped your face, while her other cupped your cunt. You hissed at the barest contact, whimpering, “no more,” as her fingers dipped inside, shoving back in the mixed arousal slowly oozing out of you.
Wanda didn’t want to hurt you, so she stopped after a few thrusts, scooping her fingers as she pulled out to bring the arousal to her mouth. You whimpered as she licked one of her digits clean, “Shh, mommy is gonna share bunny.” Wanda pressed her other finger passed your kiss swollen lips, leaving it there for you to suck on in a self soothing manner as she cleaned you up with a warm towel from the church kitchen.
You whined in subtle anguish, but you settled when she smiled at you with a tender gaze. In a haze of minutes for you, Wanda had redressed you and gotten you up onto at least your knees.
"Look at me bunny," Natasha cupped your cheek with a contrasting tenderness to every other touch she'd given you tonight, and she smiled just as tenderly when your hazy eyes lifted to meet hers, "Welcome to the church."
You snorted amusedly, "Thank you father,” your voice hoarse after the many harsh moans.
Natasha smirked down at you, the pad of her thumb ran over your lips, a soft gasp left her when you wrapped your lips around her digit, "Careful sweet girl, trust me, you can't handle another round tonight," her eyes darkened, and you were convinced of her terrifying honesty as you swallowed thickly and released her thumb.
"She's right detka," Wanda guided you to your feet, and kissed you with a natural smile, "Stick around town though, and I promise you we'll see to it that you're properly cared for by us."
"How so?" Wanda smiled, "In all the ways that matter, you could be ours, if you'd want that."
"But you have a date," Natasha reminded you, and you watched Wanda frown while still held tight in her embrace, "I-I was just kidding."
Wanda pressed her lips to your cheek, "That's so delightful to hear sweetheart, we aren't ones for sharing," leaving behind a smudge as she'd just freshly reapplied a layer of her lipstick.
Natasha reached for your hand next, so you extended yours to her, and she pulled you in for a far less tender kiss, but the way she cupped one half of your face told you she held you in an equally as tender regard as her wife.
"We'll see you next Sunday kotenok, drive safely, and don't forget to thank the Lord for all he's done for you in your nightly prayers," she softly pushed you passed the large oak doors, and you turned back to the happy couple with a smile that made their hearts flutter, "Thanks."
Wanda smiled warmly, "Pleasure was ours." Natasha winked at you, adorning that stupid smirk that made your core throb, you slowly wobbled your way back to your RV, a perfect reminder that you definitely did need to rest.
Wanda blew you a kiss, and watched with delight as every wall you had left crumbled as you dopily caught it. "I think I'm in love Natty."
The redhead turned away so she could lock up, "Mhm, she's a perfect fit for us, let's remember to thank God for divining us such a miracle,” suavely turning back around she sent a wink.
Wanda pressed her front into her wives, hands flat against her chest as she gazed up at her in wonder, "Do you think it worked?" Natasha's arms overlapped behind her wives lower back, her face contorted thoughtfully before she leant in to peck her alluring lips, "If it didn't, we'll make sure it does next time, she's ours now."
The couple shared a soft kiss, an excited smile worn on both their faces as they drove home. Soft tunes filled the air as they rode with the top of their mustang down, both women silent as they each dreamt up how to decorate the guest room. If all things worked out well, in a weeks time they hoped to be bringing you back with them, to the place you'll soon call home.
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Hello my fave moot. 😘
Can i request a fic (the one we talked about) where Nat and Wanda had an intense make out shesh and something more 👀👀 . Then Wanda came out of the room with red lipstick all over her face, neck, chest, and thighs.. courtesy of Nat and Nat looked so smug. 🤭🤭🤭
Money, must be funny.
In a rich girl's world.
A/n: Helloo my dearest moot! Of course you can, I put my own little twist and mixed your request with the prompt I made a little while ago. I hope you like it boo!
Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff.
Warnings 18+: Smut, semi-public sex, fingering, cunnilingus, praise kink??, (Wanda receiving), (Natasha giving).
Summary: Natasha works at a beach club, and Wanda is the daughter of the owner. Let's just say, summer wasn't the only thing that's hot that day.
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"Do you even know who my father is?!"
Fucking rich people...
So this is where she is now, working at some beach club serving entitled people who think they own the world just because they have money. And most of the time it's not even their money, it's their parents.
"I sincerely apologize, sir. However, I don't see your name on this list." Natasha responded calmly. These damn kids...
The young man scoffed, "You must be new here. I am Vision Stark, STARK. That name means NOTHING to you?!"
Natasha desperately wanted to say, 'Yes, the same way you meant nothing to your dad-'
But of course her job requires her to say, "I understand you're upset. Perhaps you may have written it under a different name?"
He laughs cockily and pulled out his phone, "You better start applying for another job."
Oh for fuck sake- As much as Natasha hated rich people, she knew how powerful money could be.
"No- Wait, please that won't be necessary-"
"Ugh, what now Vis?" A girl wearing a sun glasses appeared beside him with a bored look.
"I'm calling my father and getting this piss rat fired." Vision spatted while scrolling through his phone to find his father's number. Shit, he wasn't joking around-
The girl then took his phone rather hastily, "Will you stop being such a daddy's boy?" She sighed and turned to face Natasha. "What's the problem?"
"I uh- I don't see the name Vision Stark under the guest list."
The girl then turns face Vision, she's wearing a sunglasses but Natasha knew she was glaring at him. "How many times do I have to tell you that it's registered under MY name?" She then turned to face Natasha and took off her sunglasses in frustration.
Holyshit her eyes...
"I'm so sorry about him." Natasha almost didn't hear her, she was too entranced in those green orbs.
Her face is carved by the goddess Aphrodite herself...
"Try looking for the name, Wanda Maximoff." That was when Natasha snapped out of her thoughts. She quickly scanned the guest list for her name. Natasha had to skim through a few names as there were a lot of people on the guest list.
"Hello? She said Maximoff, are you fucking deaf??" I swear if this boy don't shut his mouth right now I-
"Will you shut up?! She's just doing her job." Wanda scolded him. Vision, like the little boy that he is, groans and crossed his arms.
Natasha speed up her process, not wanting to deal with this man child anymore. And finally, "Ah, yes. Wanda Maximoff. I'm so sorry for the hold up ma'am."
When Natasha looked up, Wanda was looking at her with a look that she couldn't quite pin. Her head was tilted a little bit and she was biting the inner parts of her cheeks slightly. "No worries." Wanda said with a faint smirk.
Natasha couldn't help but gazed at her a little bit more, it was only for a split second but she got pretty much everything. Wanda is absolutely fucking breathtaking-
But again the man child had to ruin it for her as he quickly dragged Wanda by the arm to enter the beach club, "Come on, Wands."
"Have a good time." Natasha said as she internally sighed in relief. She glanced back once more and caught Wanda's eyes who was also looking back at her. Wanda gave her an adorable little wave before turning her head back.
Natasha smiled to herself, summer was going to be good after all...
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She often wonders, how the fuck does one able to own such a huge beach club? While simultanieously have a resort on the other side too.
Quicksilver Beach Club was one of the most famous beach clubs in the world. They'd held numerous events and had millions of people around the world fighting for a spot. In the same area, lies a very luxurious resort called, Scarlet's Resort.
Which if Natasha was being honest, sounded like some kinky luxurious hotel.
It didn't matter though, at least the pay is good. Well, she says that now after having her eyes set on a very gorgeous guest. Wanda Maximoff. God, what a beauty-
Natasha wasn't the type to normally fancy a rich girl. Number 1, they're way too high maintenance for her who practically lives off cup noodles. And 2, they're very VERY entitled. Just for those two reasons alone, Natasha tried to stay clear of those girls unless it was for a one night type of thing. But perhaps for Wanda she could make an exception.
Which is why she would often asked to switch stations with her sister, Yelena, so she could serve Wanda's table more often. Purposely standing somewhere near Wanda's line of sight, the moment they locked eyes Natasha would give her signature smirk. One that she knows would get girls to fold for her.
Though Wanda seems to be a hard egg to crack. Sure, she notices Natasha, but it never really went as far as small talks. Which to be honest, only made the red hair wanted her more. Perhaps Natasha was full of herself, but she knows Wanda wants her too.
Wanda just needs a little push off the edge. As Yelena would describe it, 'She looks at you like she wants to eat you.'
Wanda was bored, bored out of her fucking mind. To many this beach club is something impressive, something luxurious, but considering her father owned it she has been here countless times. Then again, pretty much nothing else impressed her, many would say money can't buy you happiness, which to some extent might be true. However, it does allow you to experience anything and everything.
So her question is, what's a girl that pretty much has everything gotta do to have some fun here?
Her friends are boring, the guy she's seeing is dull as fuck, at this point she's just floating in empty space... Albeit, a luxurious one, but empty nonetheless.
Thankfully she has this cute, breathtaking, sexy waitress to keep her company this time around...
"One Piña Colada." Wanda snapped her head to the source, fuck this girl and her sexy smirk.
"Oh, thank you, Natasha." Natasha tilted her head slightly.
"How did you know?" Wanda merely pointed to her name tag, Natasha realizes and let out a soft chuckle. "Right."
Wanda laid on her back once again while taking a sip of her drink. She was laying on one of the VIP sun bed with a standing umbrella shielding her from the hot sun. Most people just wanted to sit by the beach and enjoy the waves, the rest who were out in the suns were mostly surfers.
"So are you here everyday?" Wanda asked, trying to make small talks with an arguably bullshit question. She knows Natasha's schedule, being the daughter of the owner she obviously had access to it. Which is why she is always conveniently there during Natasha's work hours.
"No, I only work day shifts and will be having a day off tomorrow." Natasha responded. "Is this your first visit?"
Wanda thought for a second, the answer was, of course it isn't. But she liked the fact that Natasha didn't know who she is, who her father was. Perhaps that's why she was attracted to Natasha, well apart from her attractive look. "You could say that."
"Let me know if you need anything else." Natasha said before going back to her area, which conveniently is on Wanda's line of sight. She can't help but admire the curves of Natasha's body. The way her muscles flexed under light of the sun, the way her hips swayed when she walked. God it was as if Natasha was putting on a show on purpose.
Being one of the most lavish beach clubs in the world, they were highly selective of their staff. Even as a waitress, other than the fact you had to be good at your job, you also had to be attractive and fit. It wasn't written in the job description, obviously. However, simply by observing their staff, you can definitely tell there's on going theme.
It was no wonder they hired Natasha, I mean look at that woman. Honestly, she could be a model. Wanda questions why Natasha even bothers to continue to work here with that kind of face and body.
Wanda continues to enjoy the view, which was without a doubt, not the beach. Her eyes secretly follows the red haired waitress wherever she goes. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't the only one. Other guests had their eyes on this sexy waitress too, Wanda couldn't exactly blame them. But she wanted Natasha, and whatever Wanda Maximoff wanted, she would get it.
She had to be quick though, she knew it wasn't uncommon for a guest to hook up with a service worker. Especially if they're hot. So she did what she knew best.
Natasha's ear perked up the moment she heard a yelp from one of the guest, it was Wanda. She had accidently spilled her drink all over herself. Natasha rushed over to her with a napkin. "Sorry, I'm very clumsy."
"It's alright, ma'am." Wanda stood up from the sun bed, her white, VERY thin see-through material shirt drenched in cocktail. Natasha's eyes subtly glanced to her chest seeing the red bikini Wanda had underneath, before averting it to wiped the remaining substance on the bed. "Let me get you another drink."
"Oh that's not necessary. However, could you please escort me to the bathroom?" Wanda asked rather seductively.
Natasha straighten herself up and internally smirked. "Of course, let me get this drink to the bar and I will escort you."
Once she was done, they both walked to the bathroom with Natasha leading the way. If all went according to plan, it should be empty. It was 2 pm, Wanda knew not many people would be present as sunsets were the prime time. That and the fact that no one actually uses the changing room/bathroom. Perhaps that was a rich people thing? I mean why not just change in your hotel room-
"It's just right through here, Ms. Maximoff."
"Please, call me Wanda." She said while walking to their destination.
"Alright, Wanda." Eventually the hallway lead them to their destination, Natasha, like the excellent service worker she is. Opened the door for Wanda. "If you need any assistance let me know."
Wanda eyed her up and down, now that they were alone, she would make her move. "I might be in need of an assistance in... other terms."
"What would that entail?" Natasha asked teasingly with one eyebrow raised. Wanda bit her lip and took a step closer towards Natasha.
"Don't play dumb with me."
With one swift movement Wanda pulled Natasha in with her. They shut the door behind them and Wanda had Natasha pushed up against the wall.
"I've seen the way your eyes lingers at me."
"Don't think I haven't noticed yours either."
Wanda's eyes wandered down to Natasha plump lips, god she wanted to taste it since the first time she arrived here. Natasha noticed her gaze and leaned closer to Wanda. Her hand reached up to Wanda's chin, catching her attention. Natasha had a rather mischievous taunting smile on her face. And fuck she looks so sexy.
"You want a little taste, darling?"
Wanda let out the breath she was holding, she leaned down and kissed Natasha roughly on the lips. Earning a soft hum from the redhaired woman.
Their kiss was messy, lustful, the kind of kiss where you wasted no time and started having tongues involved already. Natasha gained dominance in their make out session, taking over by flipping their position and have Wanda pinned instead. Wanda had her arms wrapped around Natasha's neck pulling her even closer.
Natasha's hand that was initially on her waist moved down to grip Wanda's ass firmly, causing the taller one to groan. Natasha captured Wanda's bottom lip, their eyes locking onto one another, both slightly hazy from the heavy session. Natasha's releases her lips before husking out, "You're such a needy girl, causing some incident just to get my attention."
A small whine escaped Wanda's lips.
"Was this your plan all along?" Natasha taunted. Her hand reached up to tuck Wanda's hair behind her ear while simultaneously pushing her body closer to Wanda. "To get fucked in some public space?"
While Natasha says all of this, she left a trail of kisses on Wanda's jaw. She trailed further down to her neck, earning a loud gasp from Wanda. Once she found a sweet spot, Natasha bit on it, causing the brunette inhale sharply before letting out a sound that was music to her ear.
Natasha moved her thigh to press it firmly against Wanda's aching core. Considering she was only wearing a bikini, it was easy for Wanda to feel the friction. "O-oh god..." Wanda moaned out.
Natasha continues to bite and suck harshly against Wanda's neck, not caring if it'll bruise. Not when it caused Wanda to squirm against her, to roll her hips subconsciously just to pleasure herself further. Her hand reached up to Wanda's breast, palming it against her stained shirt. Wanda couldn't help but to dig her nails on Natasha's back.
"Fu-fuck, please. I need more..." Wanda voice's echoed through the empty room.
"Good to know a person such as yourself has manners. I love well mannered girls..." Natasha husked out the last part in her ears, causing Wanda to shiver. She was sure if Natasha wasn't holding her up right now she would've fall to the floor.
Wanda continues to grind against Natasha's thigh, and whined the moment she felt Natasha pulling it away. "No-" Yet her words died in her throat as Natasha switched her legs with her fingers instead. Letting those long slim fingers drag across her panties. Natasha smirked when her finger dragged over the wet spot.
"All that for me, baby?"
Wanda nodded frantically, her mind too clouded to form a coherent words. Natasha pushed on her clit slightly against her panties.
"Words, baby. Words."
“Yes!” Wanda moaned out loud.
“Good girl.” Her fingers then moved her panties out of the way to run her fingers over Wanda’s dripping slit.
“A- ah… Natasha-“
“God I love the way my name sounds coming out of those pretty lips.”
Natasha trailed her kisses down to the exposed skin on Wanda’s chest. Her finger still teasing on the lips of Wanda’s opening, caressing it ever so slowly, yet not making any move to put it in. This caused the taller one to whine in frustration.
“Tell me, what do you want me to do?” Natasha asked against her skin. Using her free hand to slowly unbutton her shirt.
“I- I need you inside me, please…”
Natasha hummed, hearing Wanda beg did numbers on Natasha. Her left hand then pulled down Wanda's bikini top, freeing the sensitive bud. Natasha captured it in her mouth, rolling her tongue and sucking her nipple gently. Her right hand still teasing Wanda's entrance, she could feel the way Wanda was getting wetter by the minute.
Judging from the way Wanda grips her hair, nails scratching her back, back arching to push Natasha further into her. And fuck, the way she begged.
"Please... Ngh- Please, stop teasing me."
Natasha smirked against her, she releases Wanda's nipple with a 'pop'. Trailing her mouth up to Wanda's ear to nibble her earlobe. "You sound so good, begging me like that."
All of the sudden, Natasha entered two finger inside Wanda. The taller woman gasped, eyes closed and mouth wide open in the shape of an 'O'. She wrapped her arms around Natasha for support, her right leg naturally did the same, giving Natasha more room to fuck her.
Natasha curled her fingers expertly, causing Wanda to roll her eyes to the back of her head. Natasha moved her lips to leave open mouthed kisses on her neck, noticing how much the brunette loved it. "Oh god, just like that-"
God Natasha loved how vocal Wanda is. The way her voice was dripping with lust, how desperate she is to be fucked. Natasha picked up the pace, and Wanda couldn't help but to move her hips in rhythm with her. Her loud moans echoing through the marble bathroom accompanied by the gushing sound of Natasha's finger going in and out of her wet cunt-
"SHH-" Natasha quickly shut Wanda's mouth with her free hand.
Wanda, still hazy from pleasure could only stare at her and whine against her hand. Natasha focused her mind.
Footsteps.
She quickly pulled out her finger, dragged Wanda into one of the empty toilet stalls and locked it. Well, stalls were probably not the right word, one thing for sure it provided them more privacy as there were no gaps for anyone to peek.
"You better keep quite for me pretty girl." Natasha said with a smirk.
"W- what?"
The door outside opened, and a few set of footsteps could be heard entering the lady's room. They were busy talking to one another, Wanda's mind was still too hazy to pick up any word they said. Not that she cared anyway, she just hope they would leave soon so-
Her thoughts were interrupted by Natasha who was now kneeling on the floor, tongue sticking out to lick her already dripping pussy. She didn't even realize Natasha had already pulled down her underwear. Natasha wasted no time in lapping up her folds, devouring her like a starved animal.
Wanda's hand flew up to cover her own mouth, her other hand gripped Natasha hair firmly. She couldn't decided whether she wanted to push Natasha's head away, or pull it even closer. Natasha fucked her with her tongue, her nose rubbing against Wanda's most sensitive nerve.
Fuck she was getting close-
Wanda was biting her own hand so much that it hurts. Her legs were giving up on her, the only thing holding her up was Natasha toned arms and the wall she was leaning against. She started to grind against Natasha's face, fuck she doesn't know how long she could hold it.
Natasha then pulled out her tongue out of her entrance, trailed it up to swirl around her sensitive nerve before eventually encircling her mouth on it giving it a gentle suck. A slight sound escaped her throat, but thankfully their audience was too pre occupied with the latest gossip to notice.
Natasha continued to suck on her clit like it was a lollipop. Wanda could come then and there, but she knew if she did she wouldn't be able to keep her voice down.
For fuck sake can't these girls just leave!
Her stomach was tensing trying to hold the knot that was threatening to snap any second. It seems like her prayers has been answered as they heard the group taking their leave. Once Wanda was sure they were alone again, she moved the hand that was once covering her mouth and let out the sounds she had been holding.
"OH FUCK-" She moaned out breathlessly, "I- I'm so close. Fuck, Natasha, please let me come."
The way Wanda said her name, the way she gripped her hair, the way Wanda used her other hand to play her own nipple to chase the height she desires caused Natasha to moan against her clit.
The knot inside Wanda finally snapped the moment she felt the vibration against her pussy. Her back arches, body trembling, head thrown back so suddenly that she might've hit her head against the wall and hurt herself. But fuck was it worth it....
Natasha made sure to lap her up thoroughly, body spasming occasionally as Wanda was very much still sensitive from her orgasm. Seems like Natasha was enjoying that reactions from her that Wanda had to whine and pushed Natasha's head away. The redhaired only let out a small chuckle before finally standing up on her feet.
Wanda wasted no time in pulling her into a kiss, she moaned savoring the taste of herself. After some time they pulled away, Wanda rested her forehead against Natasha's.
"That was..." Her words died in her throat as she still needed to recover.
"You did so well." Natasha said, giving Wanda a tiny kiss on her nose. Wanda laughs softly at that.
"I should keep you around more often."
"Well, you know where I work."
They pulled away, gazing into each other's eyes. Wanda could get lost in them, Natasha felt the same as well. Natasha gave her a loopsided smile. Damn, Wanda really wanted to keep her around.
"Let me take you out tonight?" Wanda asked shyly.
"Unfortunately I have plans, how about tomorrow?" Natasha said, tucking a hair behind Wanda's ear the moment she saw the brunette's adorable pout. "Beside, the big event is tonight."
Wanda rolled her eyes, "I was trying to find an excuse to escape that." Natasha laughs at that. Wanda was... something else. "Alright then, tomorrow."
"I should get back to my shift, I'll see you around." Natasha smirked, she quickly left the stall and out of the lady's room before Wanda could even ask for her number.
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Wanda chased her out of the bathroom, but Natasha was already out of her sight. She cursed under her breath. For someone that size Natasha was sure as hell quick. Wanda walked back to her table to find it was now occupied by her friend, Agatha. She was sipping her drink when she noticed Wanda.
"Hey girl! I was wondering where you were-" Agatha suddenly stop her sentence, her eyes scanned Wanda up and down. Wanda tilted her head in confusion.
"What? What's wrong?"
Her friend then suddenly smirked. "No need for explanation."
"What are you talking about?"
Agatha then pulled out her phone and opened the camera app so Wanda could take a look of herself. Wanda eyes widens the moment she saw the state of herself. Lipstick marks were all over her jaw, neck and chest. To top it off there were hickeys on her neck too.
"Oh my god..."
"I assume it's that hot waitress standing right there?" Agatha pointed with her finger.
"How did you-"
"She gave me this complimentary drink because you 'spilled' yours." Agatha said while doing an air quote. "Other than that she left her phone number on this piece of paper underneath the drink."
Wanda groaned and quickly wiped off the marks and closed herself further with her shirt. Glaring at Natasha who had a smirk on her face, and gave her a subtle wink.
"I swear I'm going to make her pay."
I'm not very good with smut but I tried my best. Hope you like it!!!
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Y/N: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case.
Wanda: What?
Y/N: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved.
Natasha: Can we go back to the part where you said “when I get murdered”?
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You brought home two attractive people after a party. Bad news: You're about to find out what happens when a person gets bitten by a Wanda!Vampire and a Natasha!Werewolf
Warnings:
Possibly 16+
Mentions of blood and bleeding bites. Slight hints of eroticism.
Reader agrees to be bitten by both of them, there is agreement from all sides. CONSENT IS GIVEN!
Authors note:
My first story in the universe of vampires and werewolves, so bear with me if it didn't turn out that well.
I rewrote your request a bit, hope that's okay with you.
Wanda in this story is a Moroi- they get their blood from human donors and they don't suck all the blood out of their bodies. After a vampire bite and the transfer of blood, a bond is created that allows the person to hear the thoughts of the vampire.
Summary: When two beautiful woman lure you from a party and ask you to play their blood donor, you cannot refuse. It all started with a simple, innocent novel invitation and it ended up turning into a lustful disaster when a pure blood vampire claims your thoughts.
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Wanda and Natasha curiously observed the guests of Ethereal Eight, a nightclub in the vibrant and imposing metropolis of New York. The ladies knew from the start that it would not be easy to find a type of woman who they both liked and agreed with what they were up to.
"Wands, look over there!" the talented spy gently nudged the younger one in the side and pointed her piercing gaze at a bartender. "Too small, too rugged. Too blonde."
"All right, so we are looking for someone who is taller but not taller than us and does not have blonde hair?" she suggested to her copper-haired friend, who happily slurped her Greta Garbo and let her eyes wander around the room. "There,"
She gestured with the star anise that had decorated the rim of her glass to the center of the dance floor and sure enough, a young woman moved gracefully in the colors of the lights to the music.
Natasha nodded enthusiastically after spotting you and downed her whiskey in one big gulp. "Let´s get started then, you look like you are dying of thirst," she whispered with a wink and threw herself into the turmoil.
Wanda shook out of her sweaty hands before sliding onto the dance floor near you. She watched you for a while before dancing over and letting her gaze wander up from your feet, which were clad in black shiny high heels. You wore a short, fitted black dress that showed off your curves perfectly.
Your slightly sweaty skin shone in the lights and the Moroi could see a great play of your thigh muscles with every movement you made. You danced in her eyes like a goddess in complete control of her body. Your hair was curled over your shoulder, a few lose strands falling on your forehead.
She could not help but groan as she took in your classic, slim-fitting face and coveted your perfume, which she could easily filter through the gusts of unmistakably smells of cigarettes, beer and sweat.
In the crowd, she looked for Natasha, who watched you both from a different angle and gave her and unobtrusive nod. Meanwhile, the redhead found a place on the edge of the dance floor and kept a close eye on both of you.
In the immediate vicinity of her victim, Wanda began to move with a certain eroticism towards you and your gaze wandered over to her within seconds. Your eyes met hers; smiling and licking your lips energetically.
The start was made and you came closer to her, gently running your fingers over her hips. She definitely had you hooked, now she had to put her lust aside and pursue her plan. If it were up to her, she would have tasted you in that exact moment. "Let´s go have a drink?" she whispered in your ear, nipping at your earlobe at the end of her sentence and grabbing your hand. Holding on tight, she pulled you through the crowd and glanced around.
Natasha had followed you both.
Now all they had to do was to get to know you a little better, convince you of their plan and gain your approval.
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With your heart pounding with excitement, you entered your dark apartment, lit only by softly glowing yellowish lights and approached the center of the living room with cautious steps before pausing to observe the movements of both woman.
Animated, they talked and a satisfied but mischievous grin stole across their faces. Agitated, they slowly started to walk towards their new conquest as Natasha began to leave soft marks of kisses on your chin when she reached you; her hands gently on your hips. "You know, Y/n. We have an open relationship," the assassin put in. "And it is rare that we are looking at the same woman. You are something special, my dear."
Pulling away from you involuntarily, she had that sharp look in her eyes as if she wanted to tear you apart her and now. In one smooth movement, she leaned over you, invading your personal space with ease.
A definite tingling in Natasha´s stomach told her that the longer she stared down at you, the more excited she became. Her eyes gleamed in a reddish glow and you noticed her breathing quickened while a fire ignited inside her.
You held your ground, but it was not easy.
"Oh darling, why do you mess up my mind so much? Your warm eyes make me forget who I really am for a little while," her dominant and strong voice made your body give away. Still maintaining eye contact, you took a few steps back and swallowed hard, watching her eyes burn with triumph about your subservience.
Your pulse was pounding in your veins, igniting the instinct in the vampire, who sat behind you on the sofa and watched you both intently. The Moroi quickly grabbed your hips and, startled, pulled you onto her lap. "Her blood smells so sweet."
Wanda took your face in her hands and bent up to you. For a moment, the thought of kissing you crossed her mind, but meanwhile she hid her head in the hollow of your neck and smelled your gentle scent.
So close to your carotid artery, her vampire instincts kicked in as the conveyed red juice was pumped through. The red-haired heard your heartbeat, smelled the characteristic smell of your blood through your mild perfume and could also make out the subtle note that showed her nervousness.
Her fangs grew uncontrollably and her gaze also became hard and cold- her pupils dilated. She gently licked your tender skin and you shivered, wrapping your arms around her and bringing her closer to your body.
Dazed with her senses, Wanda greedily kissed your neck and you let out a soft moan as you tilted your head back. Meanwhile, the white fangs of the copper-haired grazed and pierced your flesh; the warm lifeblood ran straight into her palate and tasted the sweet taste of your blood on her grinning lips.
You sat on her lap and could not hide the fact that you really enjoyed what was happening. Your face flushing, all your thoughts were wiped away in one fell swoop as a surge of adrenaline and happiness washed over you to a degree that made you groan and then fall weakly into her arms.
"May I have a turn now?" Weakly, your head rose to where the soft but dark voice was coming from and your gaze widened to Natasha walking out of the darkness with a mischievous smile on her lips. "Or did you drink her all up?"
Wanda laughed and pulled her fangs out of your neck before licking the wound; the vampire saliva would soon seal the bite and let it heal quickly. "No, she will be okay in a moment. It´s the initial weakness of the first time."
"Good," she slipped her muscular arms under your butt and lifted you off the vampire´s lap. You clung to her, sighed and smiled briefly when you slowly returned back to your full element. "It is my turn now to taste her."
The redhead took you to your bedroom and laid you gently on your bed, your back pressed into the mattress and she kneeling between your legs. She gently brushed some hair out of your face while licking her lips. You could feel your cheeks burning, the tension between you two crackling with heat.
Yet your thoughts were completely taken over by a voice that sounded like no other than Wanda´s; the resonance of your blood was screaming in the core of the vampire. She had connected your thoughts with hers and silenced yours completely.
"I can't possibly keep you; a person. Even if I would like to have you near me forever. You would die before I would be half my age, I can't do the pain to myself," Wanda scolded herself, but her mind didn't stop playing, a quiet thought slipping up. "I could turn you before it's time."
You felt her shudder and goosebumps formed on your bare skin. She tried to pull herself together, but her desperate voice was still ringing in your head; not letting you realize what was happening in front of you. "I know you can hear my thoughts. Something is different about you, darling. Unlike all the other times I have drunk other people´s blood."
By now, Natasha had found the perfect spot for her bite, hidden under kisses she placed on your body. Your thin forearm, which protruded through your strong, dark veins promised her to quench her blood thirst. She was captivated and looked at it hypnotized laying firmly in her hand.
"Are you ready?" you nodded absently, her voice falling deep in your subconsciousness as you addictedly awaited more thoughts from Wanda. It took a moment for her teeth to dig into your flesh and the vibration of her moans coursing through your entire body.
The noises that she let out, magically attracted the Moroi. Calmly, with a big grin on her face, she perched on the door frame. From the vantage point, you could sense her- making your pulse quicken anew. "I do not think it will be our last encounter and the only connection we will share,"
You tried to catch a glimpse of her face, her voice audibly louder ringing in your head. She had come closer, looking down at you with her reddish eyes, breathing easily through her open mouth that showed the tips of her fangs. "But next time I want you all to myself."
You swallowed hard, closed your eyes and cried out. The pain in your arm now evident as Natasha turned away from you. She pushed off from you and laughed at her vampire once she noticed that she was standing there, watching. "Damn, she tastes bittersweet! Best catch so far, Wands!"
The remnants of your blood, which had gotten stuck to the corners of her lips, were wiped away delicately with her thumb. Natasha raised her hand in front of her face, thoughtfully examining her fingertips that held the red liquid. "Your taste has truly stuck in my memory and it seems I shall never forget it."
But you did not hear a single word that came out of the werewolf´s mouth. Your eyes were fixed squarely on Wanda, caught in her persistent and lingering green orbs slowly absorbing the reddish color which seemed to look straight into your soul. You urgently waited for her voice, but it seemed lost- the connection was gone.
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𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢; 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡
a/n: this was supposed to be a drabble and it turned into a very long part of my originally planned Christmas fic. sOOO.. you're welcome (and yes I did co-opt Wanda and Vision's thing at the beginning because I can and I wanted to)
request: @wandasdolly; okay so hear me out… festive wandanat sex by the fireplace… and there’s blankets and wine and probably christmas music playing and i am just being horny anyway bye😁
pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff
wc: 4.2k
summary: Private Hire: Origins AU; This is an 18+ only work, minors DNI; smut, fluff; cozy and romantic living room sex, fingering, oral, cum strap because I'm a feral homosexual, Natasha has two wolves inside her: one that's horny for Wanda and the other that's disgustingly in love with her, cuddly aftercare and a lot of feelings at the end because this is me and well, I've been wanting to write this for a long time
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"Wanda, darling..."
"Natasha, sweetheart?" Wanda struggled to keep her weight on just one arm, her other bent to keep her glass of wine upright. She'd been in the middle of taking another sip when Natasha leaned in to kiss her cheek, cutting her drink short to replace cool glass with her lips. "What are you doing?"
The redhead chuckled against her skin, leaving lipstick marks along Wanda's jaw as she continued her trek. "You're a smart girl. What do you think I'm doing?"
Elegant piano versions of classic Christmas songs played low in the background, Natasha having insisted on pulling out her records for the living room scene she'd set. Thick blankets laid over the carpeted floor, fire crackling over wooden logs nestled in their large fireplace, Natasha surprised Wanda with a cozy night alone for the holidays. It was a sweet gesture for the typically stoic one of the pair, the kind of thing Wanda loved more than anything especially during her favorite time of year.
"If I had to guess, I'd say you're up to something..." As Wanda spoke, Natasha pressed forward, kissing down her neck as she turned it to the side and allowed her further access. The moment she felt her girlfriend's hands on her hips, she expected some kind of removal of her silk pajama top, but it never came.
Instead, when Nat's mouth reached the last bits of exposed skin over her sternum, they traveled over the fabric and nuzzled into Wanda's chest where she always felt most safe and secure. "You should set your wine down before you spill it."
Wanda looked down then, raising a confused brow to the woman too preoccupied with reverently kissing the swells of her breasts to notice being watched. "I'm not going to spill- oh..."
The glass met the stone fire hearth with a hard clank, Wanda's hand shaky as Natasha's lips wrapped around a covered nipple. Both arms had to support her now, Nat tugging her closer and leaving her at a somewhat awkward angle- it was hard to care while her girlfriend licked over the semi-hard bud. Both of them knew how sensitive she was, Natasha exploiting it at every turn when she needed Wanda breathless and pliable as quickly as possible, but this was different.
This was slow, careful, tongue rolling over her in a teasing promise of what was to come before she switched to the other, not wanting to neglect any part of Wanda. "You're going to ruin my shirt..."
"They're pajamas, you'll get over it." She'd been bouncing around for weeks arranging everything —buying this house to get away from bustling city streets, the type of home Wanda sighed over whenever they drove by, giving explicit instructions to not be disturbed unless someone was dying of in danger of it— all of this for Wanda's Christmas gift. Nothing was going to get in the way of Natasha making the most of their time together.
And so only when Wanda began to whine, needing more after being wound up painfully slowly, did Natasha guide the brunette to lay back. She undid the row of tiny buttons blocking her top half from view before sliding matching bottoms down to her ankles, calloused fingers dragging down skin so soft Natasha felt blessed to touch it. Wanda kicked the pants off herself, moved to rid herself of her underwear, the last piece of clothing that kept her from being fully exposed, but Natasha stopped her.
She sat back on her knees to get a good look at her, long hair splayed out atop the quilt where Wanda lay prone, wide green eyes a little hazy from the alcohol, but playful nonetheless as she smiled up at Natasha; she swore she felt her heart leap. Maybe she paused too long because manicured fingernails dug into Natasha's thighs, Wanda having grown impatient, "What are you staring at?"
"You," Natasha said without hesitation, tracing the shadows the fire made over Wanda's abdomen with her pointer finger, "You're beautiful and I don't think I tell you that enough." Wanda blushed a deep pink and went to shake her head, but Nat was quick to hold her chin still and force her to take the compliment. "You're beautiful and I love you and I need you to remember that."
Wanda could've made some snarky remark about how dramatic Natasha was being, how she didn't have to say that stuff just to get in her pants, but the words she heard choked her up. Manipulative as she could be, Natasha would never lie to Wanda, not about that, and in the short seconds she managed to make eye contact with the woman above her, Wanda saw only sincerity in her loving gaze. "Show me."
Natasha closed the distance quickly, kissing Wanda until she was breathless and nearly lightheaded. When she descended this time it was with teeth scraped over her collarbone and nibbles that were sure to leave a mark. Pointedly ignoring Wanda's breasts until an insistent hand pulled her by her hair to them, Natasha bit down harder than she needed to, the brunette squeaking and squirming as Nat soothed the blossoming red bruise with a series of apologetic licks. "I'll be wearing turtlenecks until that goes away, Nat."
"It's winter anyways, too cold to show off." She was content to let Wanda rock against her thigh while she played, sucking and licking each nipple and rolling whichever one she couldn't have in her mouth with her fingers, always a game to see how fast Natasha could make her cum just like that. But today was for more than that and as Nat's free hand dipped lower, snapping the sides of Wanda's panties against her hips, she couldn't bring herself to be too disappointed hanging up her mischievous hat for one night.
Pushing insistent hips to still on the ground, curious fingers dipped between Wanda's legs and found a sizable spot on that last piece of her clothing; a telltale sign of her arousal. "You're so wet, baby. Is that all for me? Because I made you dinner and got your favorite wine, or did I play with your tits so much you're already close to cumming?"
Wanda hated and loved when Natasha called attention to her like so; hated for how cocky her girlfriend got no matter what her response and loved for the way that kind of talk tightened that coil in her belly, a true double-edged sword. Keeping her ego in check was a 24/7 job, but Wanda had to admit it was kind of cute to see Natasha so visibly proud of herself. "Both, now touch me before I do it myself and make you watch."
"Oh honey," Natasha cooed, easily moving the thin lace to the side and sliding two fingers along Wanda's folds, "you know you'd only be begging me to do it for you the entire time."
Confident fingertips toyed with Wanda's clit, moving in time with the ones still firmly at her chest, Nat grinning wide while Wanda's back arched involuntarily and she cried out, her first orgasm a sudden and unplanned surprise.
As her head swam, Wanda recalled the short video she'd sent Natasha just a few days prior, motivation to come home after she'd gotten word the older woman was held up and would be back later than planned. In it, she'd fucked herself on her newest vibrator, a toy she knew Natasha was itching to see Wanda use— she didn't realize she'd called out Natasha's name until after she pressed the send button. Soft and desperate, pleading for her girlfriend and her help on pure instinct... Natasha wasn't going to let that go unnoticed.
In this particular instance, the shock of it all left Wanda's mouth open in a silent scream; gorgeous as she was, Natasha wanted to hear her name again. Thankfully she was far from done.
Wanda's underwear joined her pants in a heap next to them before Natasha kissed her way back up the expanse of Wanda's bare legs, holding them apart to selfishly drink in the sinful sight of her lover spread open just for her. "Have I mentioned how pretty you are, Wands?"
The girl only rolled her eyes, brushing off her gawking to tug at Natasha who was still fully clothed. "I want to see you too."
She wasn't shy about her body, Wanda having seen it countless times over the few years they've known one another, but she never failed to be surprised when Wanda asked. Before her and even at the beginning of her, the sex she had was quick and detached, clothes askew and shoved aside to get to the point; when Wanda demanded more from her, Natasha was too head over heels to deny the request.
Especially on nights such as these where she focused on Wanda alone, she never liked to be the only one naked and so Natasha obliged, shedding her pajama shirt and letting her girlfriend's hands roam at will. Wanda sat up then, taking her turn to kiss every inch of skin she could reach, fingertips lovingly skirting over every cut and scar Natasha sustained over the years. "I think you're plenty beautiful yourself, you know."
She knew Natasha wouldn't let it last long, not when a brush between her legs revealed the thick strap on set firmly in place on her hips, but the brevity didn't stop Wanda from wanting to show what appreciation she could anyways. "And this is for me, I'm assuming."
"Depends, do you want it to be?" Natasha rocked against Wanda's as she rubbed over the fake cock, the textured base of the toy perfect for giving some much needed attention to her neglected sex. She rarely talked about how much it turned her on just to make Wanda fall apart, but honestly, it made her insatiable. Even getting to watch the display she doubted Wanda knew she was putting on, wiggling against the blankets as she palmed her strap with such anticipation she had to bite her lip to keep from immediately asking for it... Nat could've cum on the spot.
Wanda's hand stilled, bringing her eyes back up to meet Natasha's, mirthful expression so cute the redhead fought the urge to pinch her cheeks, "I thought you hated dumb questions."
Natasha laughed at that, reluctantly pulling Wanda away and pushing her back once more so that she could rid herself of her own pants before leaning over Wanda until their chests were pressed together, "It's not a dumb question if I'm asking. Do you want it?"
She rolled her pelvis against Wanda's slowly, deliberately sliding the strap on against Wanda's wet folds as she fought to keep still. Wanda knew what she was doing and it wasn't fair, forcing Wanda to beg for something on what was supposed to be a romantic night where Natasha usually gave without asking— it wasn't a habit her girlfriend could kick easily. "Yes..."
"Yes what?" Nat took that sweet pressure away and replaced it with her fingers, pushing one digit past her entrance without warning. It didn't hurt, but Wanda whimpered anyways, the sudden intrusion catching her off guard. A second finger joined the first soon after, steadily stretching Wanda until she was ready to speak her wishes. "Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you, whatever it is."
"I-I..." Forming sentences was hard when two fingers were fucking her open, fast and rough even as Natasha's words stayed even-paced and calm. It was too much and not enough, even as those devious fingers curled, hitting that one spot that drove Wanda to madness. She didn't want to be so close again, not without her girlfriend's strap buried deep inside her; all she had to do was say it. "I want you to fuck me! Nat, please, I'm gonna-!"
"You're gonna what? Cum again?" Wanda nodded, desperately trying to stave off her impending orgasm, but Natasha never let up. When the girl's mewling gave away her stubbornness, Nat cradled her flushed cheek in her hand, thumb running over kiss-swollen lips. "Let go for me, sweet thing. Let me see you cum just like this and I'll give you what you really want."
It was only a few seconds longer that she lasted, arms drawn tight around Natasha's neck as she rode out her orgasm. This one was stronger than the last, longer and fuller, and Wanda was glad to already be laid out where her muscles could safely give way.
As soon as Nat's fingers pulled out, her strap pushed in, thicker than her digits and inching ever deeper until her lover bottomed out with a low grunt. "Shit, Wanda..."
Long legs wound around Natasha's waist as Wanda adjusted to the stretch, both keeping her close as she could and giving her girlfriend a better angle to grind against the toy's base, willing to endure the temporary discomfort if it meant hearing more of Nat's swears and the occasional praises that came with them. "Tasha... fuck me."
Gentle command as it was, Natasha moved, slow at first until she could go without resistance, finding just the right pace as she left messy kisses down Wanda's throat. "This what you wanted?"
"Again with the dumb questions," Wanda bypassed a real response in favor of pulling the redhead closer, dragging red lines down her back with blunt fingernails as Natasha hit the perfect angle. It felt so right, like everything did when it was with her; the singular person Wanda trusted to see her at her most vulnerable. "Right there, don't stop!"
"Here?" Natasha accented her question with a particularly hard thrust, Wanda's exaggerated groan immediately giving her her answer. A few more pointed movements of her hips and Wanda might have well been a puddle on the floor, babbling any number of incoherent pleas Natasha could only just make out as Sokovian.
"What's the matter, Wanda, can’t talk straight with your pussy stuffed full of my cock? Poor baby.” She couldn't help but play into it, to drive her further into the subspace that was for Natasha's eyes only. Wanda looked like she wanted to say something back, probably some half-hearted distaste for Natasha’s vulgarity, but she couldn’t pretend not to love it. Not when the same woman tugged her hips upwards to keep hitting that same spot now threatening to make her drool, her eyes rolling back into her head as she mumbled and reached for Natasha.
On her third orgasm, she was terribly sensitive and didn't have a hope of lasting long even if she tried. Natasha drew it out as long as she could, working her way to her own climax right along with the woman below. Wanda preferred it that way, always wanting to share her ecstasy with the person she loved most; it was sweetest to her watching the same pleasure she felt wash over her lover at the same time. “Fuck, Wanda, you feel amazing.. I’m so close..”
Natasha’s head dropped into the crook of Wanda’s neck and she was quick to bury her fingers in thick red locks, uncaring of how hard she pulled as she neared her end once more. “Cum with me Tasha, please, please-!”
Their joined climax was a flurry of kisses and sighs, Wanda clinging to Natasha for dear life as a gush of liquid slipped deep inside her, some added thing to her girlfriend’s new toy that only added to the fullness she felt. Natasha’s hips had yet to still, rutting into Wanda for as long as her orgasm let her. When she did come down, she held tight to Wanda, squeezing her limp form and kissing her shoulder until the other woman protested her suffocation. “Sorry…”
When Wanda opened her eyes it was to Natasha’s shy smile and she giggled, granting her a quick peck on the nose before Nat pulled back. “You’re quite cute when you’re clingy.”
“I’m not cute.” Natasha sat back on her knees, lazy eyes dropping from Wanda’s exhausted gaze to where she was now glistening in the firelight, a mixture of her arousal and the toy’s lubricant dripping from her abused entrance. She was gathering it on her fingers without a second thought, moaning as she pushed it back in and slowly let her digits drift back inside. Nat studied Wanda as she toyed with her, checking for signs of discomfort or even pain; when none came, she figured she might as well ask for the one thing she wanted. “Can I taste you, my love? I’ll be quick.”
Wanda nodded, her eyes already falling closed again, “Be gentle.” It was an easy enough request to abide by and Nat laid kisses down Wanda’s abdomen as a thank you, soft and adoring little things over her lower belly, willing her girlfriend to relax when her lips finally reached the top of her mound. She was flat on her stomach now, inspecting Wanda up close to commit the sight to memory— Natasha would spend all night filling Wanda up just to watch it seep out and fuck it back in again if she’d let her, but that was for some other time.
Her tongue was careful as it licked over her hole, mindful of Wanda’s shivers and quivering thighs, but she tasted divine and soon enough Natasha was taking every bit of her she could get. “You’re always so good for me, Wanda, so perfect…”
The only response she received was a pleased hum, a sound made comfortably enough that Natasha continued on in stride, turning her attention to Wanda’s swollen clit. Loving sets of kitten licks left Wanda’s hips stuttering, Natasha wrapping her lips around it and sucking only because she knew when she let up there’d be a fresh pool of wetness waiting for her. She continued her little cycle until Wanda weakly pushed her away with a strained whine, “Too sensitive, hurts…”
Instantly worried, Natasha was off in a flash, giving the exhausted woman a thorough once over. She’d been so careful, but even so, if she’d done something harmful, she’d never forgive herself. “Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”
“I’m perfectly okay, Nat.” Wanda shook her head, running her hands over her girlfriend’s thighs to reassure her now frantic state. “Don’t overreact, I’m fine. Barely awake, but I feel great.” Nat breathed an audible sigh of relief, but kept her distance, giving Wanda the space she hated having after sex. Her outstretched arms reminded Natasha yet again how much of a cuddler her partner was, another activity she only ever indulged when it came to Wanda.
She scooped her up along with a blanket, wrapping Wanda in a warm bundle before letting her lay on her chest; the brunette’s favorite way to be held when she was tired and reorienting herself. Rarely did she say anything which was more than fine for the other woman who tended to exist in silence unless prompted, but something about tonight compelled Natasha to speak up. “I love you.”
“Yes, I know,” Wanda chuckled, giving Natasha a quick squeeze as she sleepily watched the dimming fire. Nat took her hand though, catching her attention as she played with it in her own. All day her partner had been so… odd; not in any way Wanda could complain about with the gift of this house, dinner, and everything else, but she had to admit it was completely out of character. “I love you too.”
“No, I…” She felt stupid even trying to say it, having shown it as best she could and most likely doing more than enough to prove her point, but the truest words were always the hardest ones for Natasha to convey. “I’m in love with you. I’m so in love with you that it makes me feel like an idiot.”
“You’re being a little silly, sweetheart. We should probably go to bed-” A kiss cut Wanda off, bold and full of a strange uncertainty that caught her off guard. She could still taste herself on Natasha’s lips from earlier and as she was pulled impossibly closer, Wanda feared her spine would break if the arms around her held any tighter.
Nat gave her just enough space, her forehead pressed against Wanda’s as their heavy breaths mingled. “Marry me.”
Wanda’s once half lidded eyes flew open, scooting back from Natasha to stare at her in disbelief. She’d been with her girlfriend long enough to know when she was joking; Wanda didn’t know if it scared her more not to see any evidence of that in her or not. “Natalia, don’t…”
“Don’t do that, don’t pull away. I mean it!” There was no point in being on one knee when they were both sat on the ground so Natasha just shuffled closer, taking Wanda’s hand back and holding it in her own shaky ones. “I want to live in this house here, with you, and come back here every night to call this our home. I never want to think about having another Christmas without you right by my side or any other holiday that in all honesty, I think are stupid, but you love. I want to see your face light up when I surprise you and kill whatever makes you cry. Hell, I even like cuddling now when it means holding you. I want you to marry me.”
She didn’t know what to say, effectively stunned into silence at Natasha’s confession. In all the ways Wanda imagined a proposal as a little girl, it was never naked in a blanket on the floor of some American home in New York, being asked by a woman who she loved as much as she butt heads with. Far from her wildest dreams, but Wanda had long stopped having those. “Ask me.”
“What?” Pleased as she was Wanda didn’t yell or bolt from the room as she’s been known to do, her response wasn’t the enthusiastic yes Natasha hoped for.
“You said you want to marry me, so ask me.” Wanda stared at Natasha blankly, expectantly until the other woman got the hint. Her instinct was to roll her eyes, remark that Wanda couldn’t ever just take a gesture for what it was, no, she had to be difficult about it; she knew this about her and none of it made Natasha want her any less.
And so she straightened up, holding Wanda’s hand firmly now, and asked the question Wanda thought she’d never hear. “I’ve said it a thousand times today, but I’ll say it a thousand more if you ask me to: I love you. So much so that I’m asking you to marry me without buying you a ring because I couldn’t bear one more day without knowing you’ll be mine for the rest of our lives. We fight sometimes and we’re both so stubborn, I’m sure we’ll never stop having our disagreements, but you’ll also never stop being the only person I trust with everything I have. I’m not good with the words that actually matter and you know that so please don’t make me do this again; will you marry me, Wanda Maximoff?”
Wanda didn’t like crying, hated when it happened and even more so when Natasha was around to see it, but this time she’d caused it and Wanda was too overwhelmed with emotion to hold back her sob. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
She flung herself back into Natasha’s arms, a sweaty mess of tears and the smell of sex, but Nat caught her anyways, rubbing her back as Wanda cried. Unfortunately, Natasha hadn’t thought through how emotional Wanda tended to get; she’d barely bargained for her own stumbling before opening her mouth. “You’re too tired to be crying like this, you’ll pass out.”
“You’d take care of me,” Wanda mumbled, curling into Natasha’s lap as she tried to settle herself down. It took a while, longer because the brunette refused to quit kissing her new fiancee to properly catch her breath. When she finally did, her wide smile was still plastered on her face and Natasha found it contagious, a similar expression stuck on her own mouth. “That was quite an adorable proposal, Miss Romanoff.”
Natasha raised a brow, wiping the last remnants of tears from Wanda’s pink cheeks with a disgruntled huff, “If you tell anyone about that, I’ll make sure they can’t speak a word of it to anyone else.”
“Does that include-”
“That especially includes Sam. Not a word or I’m taking my proposal back.” Wanda laughed, not believing a single thing that came out of her grumpy wife-to-be’s mouth. Natasha was so protective of her steel-cut persona, so few people heard anything different and even fewer actually saw it. Wanda, on the other hand, loved spilling secrets to their friends and more than once, Natasha caught herself being the topic of conversation; they never let her live those moments down. “Not a single word, I mean it. I bet I can sell this house too.”
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I’m To Blame (Pt 2)
Summary: You end up in the hospital after crashing your car. Wanda deals with the consequences. (1000 words)
Warnings: Suicide attempt, unhappy ending, angst, injury.
A/N: This is ass ngl hope you enjoy. Yato and Lauren <3 for always helping.
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The moment you left, Wanda regretted it immediately. She stood in the dark living room until she heard the sound of your car starting. Dread overtook her body when Wanda realized she was truly alone. The house that was once filled with her two loves was now empty.
Slowly she made her way up to her room and fell down on the bed. The witch balled up the blanket and held it to her chest, pretending it was you and Natasha. Her body started to shake uncontrollably as she cried on the sheets.
Meanwhile, You just got onto the highway. You wiped the tears from your eyes to see the road better. The heavy feeling in your chest hurt but you didn't have to deal with it for long. The conversation repeated in your head. Out of all the things she could say, she told you that you’re to blame. She acted like nothing happened, like your pain wasn't real.
Her words were an incentive for you to speed your car up and head towards a forest. It’s okay, you reminded yourself then turned off the main road.
Hours later, Wanda gets the phone call.
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You passed out in fear right before the car crashed only to wake up in a hospital room. The first thing you feel is pain, there's no major injuries, only soreness and broken bones. Then you realized you survived, you felt mortified because you were still here to deal with everything.
When the doctor came to check on you, you blatantly lied to him about what happened. They thankfully believed you and passed it off as an accident. You must've been asleep for a long time, because when you look at the clock, it's 4am.
You can't sleep, due to the pain and shock so you scroll through your phone. The last thing you expected was to hear Wanda's voice outside of your room.
She glanced at you nervously while the doctor explained your injuries, her expression showing distraught. When the man was done, Wanda hesitated to walk in, she wasn’t sure if she should even be here. She might make things worse but selfishly, Wanda had to feel and speak to you, but apologize more than anything.
You watched as she walked beside you. You could tell she’s been crying but all that was in the background, right now she looks terrified while you show no signs of emotion.
“Baby…” she started. Her eyes wandered across your damaged body before looking down at her hands. She fidgeted nervously, you noticed how Wanda's nails were bitten almost to her nail beds. “If- If I knew you’d be in an accident I wouldn't have let you go. The doctors said you could have died If the tree hit the other side– And I don't know what I would have done, baby, I can't–”
You hate the way this was the first time in almost a year she’s shown any other emotion than anger towards you. She continues to ramble and cry before you quietly interrupt, “It wasn't an accident, Wanda.”
“What?” She stops completely and looks up at you. She heard you clearly but was so confused, of course it was an accident. The snow on the roads caused you to swerve. She repeated what the doctors had said all the way here, there was no way they could be wrong.
“It wasn't an accident,” you repeated, louder this time. “After our fight, I didn't know where else to go. You were– are angry with me and I just couldn’t take it.” You didn't know if you should have kept going, you didn't even know if you could. Wanda caught on to what you were saying, her stomach flipped at the realization.
Wanda shook her head, “What are you saying? No, the doctors said, they said it was an accident. You almost died, it was an accident.” She stopped when she felt a wave of nausea, she would’ve denied it more but she could.
“I wanted to kill myself,” you said. You could feel your eyes start to burn again at the topic. You were still angry at Wanda but it went away once she started crying. No matter how mad you were at her, you still felt terrible every time she cried. “Don't feel bad, It’s not your fault. It’s okay, I’m okay.”
“Stop saying that!” She yells through sobs. “It’s not okay, if I didn't say those things and then kick you out of our house, none of this would’ve happened.” The anger she felt towards herself was the same anger you felt when you let Natasha die. “I love you so much. I’m sorry for what I said, I know I can't take it back but I can't lose you.”
You wanted to forgive her but you couldn't. “You have done nothing, you pretend nothing happened, you won't even say Natasha's name.” You sit up angrily, “everyone blames me for Natasha's death, I can't believe you would too.”
Wanda hated the way she lost herself. After fighting Thanos it was like she was an entirely different person. She couldn't believe she lost Natasha, it was a huge change that neither of you were ready for. But while you were struggling, Wanda went on as if nothing happened, she blocked everything out, even you. Blaming you was wrong, but that's all she could say.
“If I reacted, then it would all become too real. I avoided you when I should have dealt with it. I just miss her so much,” she admitted. “I don't want to lose you too.”
“I miss Natasha too,” you say. “But that’s not your decision to make Wanda.”
Before Wanda could react, you heard someone walk in. “Would you like me to bring a cot in for your wife to sleep on? Visiting hours are over,” A nurse asked, interrupting the two of you. Wanda calms down almost instantly, and you wipe your tears away as if nothing happened.
“No, I think I should be alone tonight,” you say with a smile. Once she leaves, Wanda stands up to grip the side of your bed.
“Love, please I need you, I can't leave you again,” she practically begs. Her face almost looked hysteric. “пожалуйста я не могу без тебя”
“Wanda, go,” you say tiredly. She stares at you for a second, waiting for you to change your mind or at least forgive her.
You say nothing else and neither does she, an uncomfortable silence fills the room. You avoid looking at her, but you could only imagine the look on her face right now. To your surprise she doesn't fight anymore. No matter what she says or how many times she apologizes, she already lost you. It’s almost like you actually died. So she stands up carefully and slowly walks out.
You practically forced her to go, but somehow it hurts now that she's the one leaving.
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Muddy Suits and Healing Hearts
〚 Prompt - "I'm proud of you for taking care of yourself while I wasn't here, but I think it's time we take over, isn’t that right?" 〛
〚 Pairing - WandaNat x Reader 〛
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You and Wanda cautiously entered the apartment, your mission still fresh in your minds. The adrenaline that had fuelled your actions earlier now gave way to a sense of weariness. As you closed the door behind you, you both sighed with relief, grateful to be home. The mission had been successful, but it had taken a toll on both of you.
“God, I need a shower.” You laughed, before noticing and pulling at the fresh mud stains on your suit, “Oh damn it, I just had this cleaned!”
Wanda smirked as she shook her head, “Only you could expect to go on a mission to a literal forest and not get covered in mud. Just wait till I tell Nat.”
Your mutual laughed quickly faded into concern as the two of you noticed an unusual quietness in the usually lively apartment. Wanda's brow furrowed, mirroring your own growing worry. You exchanged a glance before following the faint sound of coughing coming from the bedroom.
You pushed the door open gently and entered the dimly lit room. There, lying in bed, bundled up in blankets, was Natasha. The sight of her usually vibrant self-reduced to a pale figure with flushed cheeks sent a pang of concern straight to your heart. Her fiery red hair lay dishevelled against the pillows, and she looked absolutely exhausted.
You and Wanda exchanged another glance, silently acknowledging the gravity of the situation. Wanda moved closer to the bed, her expression filled with empathy and worry. You followed suit, your footsteps cautious as you approached Natasha's side.
"Nat?" Wanda's voice was soft and filled with concern as she reached out to place a gentle hand on Natasha's forehead. "How are you feeling?"
Natasha managed a weak smile, her voice hoarse and strained. "Like I got hit by a truck," she rasped, her words punctuated by a deep, hacking cough. "But I'll live."
You pulled up a chair next to the bed, your eyes scanning Natasha's face for any signs of improvement. "Do you need anything? Medication, water, food?"
Natasha shook her head slightly, wincing at the movement a little, “I already took some medicine and before you ask, my temperature was in the 38’s last time I checked.”
You nodded, understanding the severity of her condition. "Alright, we'll make sure you're comfortable. Just rest and focus on getting better." Your voice conveyed both reassurance and determination.
Wanda pulled a chair closer to the bed, sitting down beside you. She reached out and took Natasha's hand in hers, her touch gentle and comforting. "I'm proud of you for taking care of yourself while I wasn't here, but I think it's time we take over, isn’t that right?"
Natasha managed a weak nod, her hand squeezing Wanda's in gratitude. "Yeah, I think I've reached my limit," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm just glad you both are here now."
Wanda leaned closer; her voice filled with concern. "We’ve got you sweetheart."
You and Wanda exchanged a small smile, knowing that Natasha's admission was a sign of just how unwell she truly felt and that thought was only backed up further when she openly reached out for a hug. "Your little red nose makes you look like Rudolph y’know?” You smiled as you teased her lightly.
Natasha's lips curved into a faint smile, despite the fatigue evident in her features. "I missed you too so much." She coughed again, her body shuddering with the effort. "But please, no more mud-covered suits in the bed.”
You and Wanda chuckled softly, grateful for the moment of levity amidst the concern. You carefully removed your suit jacket, folding it neatly before placing it on a nearby chair. "Noted," you replied with a playful wink. "No more muddy suits near the bed."
Natasha's smile widened, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thank you," she said, her voice filled with warmth and appreciation. "I don't know what I'd do without you two."
Wanda squeezed Natasha's hand gently, her eyes shining with affection. "We're here for you, Nat. Always."
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Moonlight | n.r & w.m
Summary: The full moon ruins your Halloween plans, but your girlfriends are there for you.
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“Oh, look at what finally came!”
You had been sitting at the dining room table, filling out a mission report for the Avengers and drinking tea with Natasha when you heard your girlfriend’s voice. You and Natasha both looked up, only to see Wanda walking in, carrying the mail and holding a particular envelope. She wore a bright smile and slid the envelope onto the table, so you and Natasha could get a look at it.
In easily-recognizable, cursive handwriting, the ink on the envelope said: “To Natasha, Wanda, and Y/N.”
“This must be Pepper’s writing — there’s no way Tony’s is this neat,” you commented, watching as Natasha took the envelope and opened it up, pulling out its contents. The three of you already knew what this was — it arrived in your mailbox every year in late October.
Natasha slipped out a thin card that said: “TONY’S HALLOWEEN BASH” with the date of October 31st and the address of the Stark Tower printed below.
“He must have had someone else do the invitations. This looks considerably better than last years,” Natasha said, allowing you and Wanda to look over the card.
“Are we RSVP’ing then?” You said, even though it wasn’t really a question. You RSVP’d every year — every superhero who received it did. Tony always hosted the best parties, especially on Halloween.
“I’ll let Pepper know right now,” Wanda said, pulling out her phone from her pocket.
“Y/N,” Natasha said, turning to look at you from her place across the table from you. She wore a hesitating, cautionary look. You leaned back in your seat, raising your eyebrows. Natasha never hesitated to say anything. “When is, uh, the full moon? It’s already the 26th and if it’s soon, we should plan so that you’ll feel well enough to go to the party.”
The Full Moon was always a rough time of the month, so it made sense why Natasha didn’t seem fully confident in asking about it. Both she and Wanda were aware of how painful your transformations were, and despite how long the three of you dated, you always preferred to deal with them on your own. Natasha and Wanda had never actually seen you in your werewolf form.
You pulled out your phone to check. You had been so busy this past week that the full moon had completely slipped your mind. A quick google search gave you your answer — and made you frown. “What is it?” Wanda asked gently.
“The 31st,” you answered quietly, glancing up but not looking at your girlfriends.
Natasha and Wanda shot each other a look. No matter how many times they told you that they were happy to help you through the full moon, you still refused. You told them that it was because you didn’t want to hurt them (even though Wanda could cast spells to protect herself and Natasha), but you were also insecure about them seeing your werewolf form. What if it scared you off? What if they thought you were ugly?
“Oh, that’s alright,” Wanda said, smiling softly.
“Tony’s party is always the same anyway,” Natasha added, shrugging.
This caused you to meet their gazes, confused. “What? No. You guys should still go, I’ll be fine,” you insisted, not wanting them to miss out.
Natasha and Wanda shared another glance. “We don’t want to go without you, love,” Natasha said, reaching out across the table to grab your hand.
You managed a smile, looking at them both, and accepting Natasha’s hand. “I want you guys to, though. I promise I’ll be fine here. This is what’s best. You’ll have so much fun—you always do,” you said, unrelenting.
Your girlfriends still seemed hesitant, so you gave Natasha’s hand a squeeze. “Do it for me, c’mon! I’ll be 100% okay. I have Agatha’s potions that she gives me for the pain so it won’t be too bad,” you said. The last part wasn’t exactly true, which you all knew, but you wanted to be tough for them.
“Are you sure, Y/N?” Wanda asked, tilting her head to the side and raising her eyebrows as she ran a hand through her hair.
You nodded. “Positive,” you assured them.
They were both still hesitant, but would go if it made you happy. They did want to go, but they wanted to do what was best for you first. If this was it, they’d manage. The night of, they still hated to leave you, but you practically shoved them out the door after admiring their dresses and giving them kisses and hugs.
They giggled and gave you one last big hug, promising not to be home too late, before leaving.
When they drove off in Natasha’s car, you let out a soft sigh before closing the door. Your transformation always took a couple hours and for the rest of the night, you’d be stuck in werewolf form until dawn. All there was left to do was prepare and wait it out.
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The party had been nice . . . At first. Natasha and Wanda were swept away with dancing and catching up with their friends, but it wasn’t long before they felt a loss. They danced, but not with you. They ate and drank, but not with you. They talked to people, but not with you. They had to explain to multiple friends how you had insisted that they go without you, and many people had inquired on if you were alright. Around two hours in, Wanda found herself searching for Natasha, only to see the redhead standing on the balcony.
Wanda smiled, observing her girlfriend for a moment before slipping outside and joining her. Natasha didn’t move at first, her gaze stuck on the sky. Wanda noticed how the moonlight seemed to shine on her face as she looked up. Following her gaze to the moon, Wanda took her hand. “You thinking about Y/N?” She asked.
Natasha nodded and squeezed Wanda’s hand. “I hate being here without them,” she admitted, sighing and keeping her eyes on the moon.
Wanda let out a quiet hum of agreement, only shifting her gaze to glance at the redhead. They both missed their partner deeply and stood together for a little bit while they admired the view, thought about Y/N, and breathed in the night air. The only interruption came when Natasha’s phone started ringing. She huffed and fished it out, but softened and exchanged a glance with Wanda, showing her the caller ID.
The smiling face of Y/N. 
The women knew that by now, you should of already went to the cabin in the woods that the three of you lived nearby. It was where you went every full moon. Natasha accepted the call and put it on speakerphone: “Y/N? Are you okay?”
For a second, only a bit of rustling and shuffling could be heard. Then, Y/N spoke, words forced and slowed: “I’m — out — of — the potion,” they said, then let out a large breath of air, clearly holding some sort of pain in. “Starting the — transformation — it — hurts.” An involuntary whimper followed, breaking Natasha and Wanda’s hearts. It must be bad if you were calling them.
One look at each other and a silent plan was set in motion. Wanda immediately left to grab hers and Natasha’s coats, along with saying a quick goodbye to Tony, while Natasha stayed on the phone with you. “We’re on our way home right now, love. Just hang on,” she encouraged.
“Oh—kay,” you said, both your voice and breath shaking as you finally accepted their help. Every sound of pain from you that Natasha heard was jolting her like an electric shock. She wished she could reach through the phone and hug you.
Once she saw Wanda heading back, Natasha met her halfway and quickly got her phone on. They both walked as quickly as their high heels could allow, heading to the parking lot and finding Natasha’s car. Wanda took the phone while Natasha drove — barely going the speed limit.
“You’re going to get through this, Y/N. We’re almost—” Wanda cooed, only to get interrupted by your scream of pain from the transformation.
Hearing that, she gripped the phone a little tighter and Natasha sped up a little, frowning. They managed to quickly get home. Natasha had barely pulled into the driveway before Wanda was jumping out, sprinting towards the cabin. After shutting off the engine, Natasha followed.
Wanda ended the call right before they burst inside the cabin, only to find you lying on the floor, withering in pain. They both dropped to their knees, pulling you into their arms. Every scream that tore from your lips pierced their hearts. There was nothing they could do except hold you until the transformation continued, whispering soothing things and running their hands through your hair in an attempt to help.
“Get ‘way. Gonna hurt you,” you muttered, weakly pushing at Natasha and Wanda and trying to lean away.
“Wanda can put up a barrier around us, but we’re only leaving when it’s time,” Natasha said, loudly so you could hear her in your disoriented and pained state.
After this change, you couldn’t sit — or lie — still. The pain was becoming too much. Natasha and Wanda didn’t stop you, but were careful to make sure that you didn’t accidentally hurt yourself. When your hands shifted to claws and fur began to grow, and you practically leapt away, they knew to let you go. They both stood up, watching the transformation take place. It was unlike either of them had ever seen — but contrary to your beliefs, they weren’t scared. Mesmerized, more like it. Curious. Wanting to help. Do something.
You ran to the back of the cabin and, finally in your full werewolf form, let out a howl. Then, your yellow eyes locked onto your girlfriends and within seconds, were bounding towards them. Wanda managed to be quicker, though, and with a few words and the wave of her hands, an invisible boundary was put up around them.
You promptly ran into it, bouncing back and letting out a confused whimper. “Sorry, hun,” Wanda apologized.
Natasha observed you for a moment, as you walked around the cabin. “Damn, Y/N’s cute even as a wolf,” she said, to which Wanda smiled and nodded along to.
You eventually settled down and Natasha and Wanda made their way to the corner, keeping their eyes on you. “Are we gonna stay up all night?” Natasha inquired.
“Maybe not entirely. Y/N would not want that,” Wanda said. She had no interest in pissing you off — you could be almost as scary as Natasha.
The redhead nodded. A couple minutes passed, and the Vampire and the Witch seemed to relax. “Well, she seems rather calm—” Wanda began to say, only for your ears and head to perk up at a sound. Within a flash, you were on all fours and had ran out the cabin door. “—Nevermind.”
They followed after you, watching as you ran around the trees, growling and howling. Seeing you so free brought smiles to their faces — it seemed like you were having fun. The moonlight was shining on you, illuminating your fur.
“So beautiful,” Wanda murmured. Natasha squeezed your hand.
They watched you in awe until you stopped, looked up, and howled at the moon. Your gaze was fixated on it. You paused for a moment, before sprinting off into the woods.
Your ears hadn’t moved, so it wasn’t a sound you heard . . . Which meant that you must’ve been chasing the moonlight. Natasha and Wanda connected the dots, their smiles only growing.
“Adorable,” they said in union.
When you didn’t return, they assumed you were still on your chase. Growing tired, the two decided to head back for the night and get some rest so that they could wake up early in the morning. They walked hand-in-hand, their minds on you, until they reached their house. Their thoughts never left you as they changed into pajamas. Both would pause and smile when they heard a howl in the distance. Eventually, they climbed into bed, falling asleep in each other’s arms to the sounds of the night and to your howling.
Natasha had set her alarm so that it’d go off before the sun even rose — they wanted to be prepared. When it did, she and Wanda woke up a little tiredly, but excited to go see you. They got dressed and grabbed blankets and a change of clothes for you before heading back to the cabin.
They found you laying in the grass a little bit away from the cabin, though. You were curled up on the ground, still in your Werewolf form, your back facing your girlfriend and letting out whimpers. Natasha draped the blanket over you and sat down with Wanda, both rubbing your back and petting your head to provide any sort of comfort.
Eventually, the whimpers grew louder and louder. Natasha and Wanda tensed up each time, but they reminded themselves that they were getting you back soon. After what felt like an eternity, you shifted back. The big blanket practically swallowed you and you seemed to be asleep.
(Natasha and Wanda thought you looked very cute, as they always did)
Tucking you in the blanket, Wanda gently rolled you onto her back. She let out a small gasp when she saw a gash on your forehead, exchanging a worried look with a frowning Natasha before gently shaking your shoulder.
A groan let them know that you were awake and you blinked your eyes open slowly, only to find yourself staring back in the loving eyes of your girlfriends. “Welcome back,” Wanda said.
You scrunched your face up for a moment before the memories of the night came back like a tidal wave. You slowly sat up, with Wanda helping you. “You saw everything?” You asked.
“We weren’t there for the entirety of the night, but we saw some,” Wanda explained as you leaned against her. Despite just waking up, the transformation and the night exhausted you and you were in some pain, your body quite sore.
“You’re a cute wolf,” Natasha added, grinning.
This eased your growing worries and you blushed, but smiled at her. “What’s that on your forehead?” Natasha then asked.
You touched the side of your head, just now realizing that it was bleeding. “Oh,” you said, smiling sheepishly. “Yeah. Sometimes I, uh, get into fights with other animals.”
Natasha and Wanda couldn’t help but smirk and you bit your lip. “How about we get you inside?” Wanda suggested, handing you the pair of clothes she had gotten you. You nod and slipped them on — it was a plain t-shirt and shorts. Wanda helped you up and Natasha joined the two of you on your other side, both helping you walk.
Their arms were wrapped around you and you leaned into them, enjoying the comfort and security that your girlfriends provided.
When you three got inside, Wanda led you to your guys’ bedroom and Natasha grabbed the first aid kit. Wanda got you settled into the bed, pulling the covers over you and letting you lean against her. The full moon always took a lot out of you and your first instinct was to succumb to sleep.
“Not just yet, love,” Wanda gently told you, humming as she ran her thumb over your cheek.
You whined, but blinked your eyes open just in time to spot Natasha entering the room. She climbed onto the bed next to you, opening the first aid kit and sorting through the stuff. “This might sting a little,” she warned, before reaching out and beginning to clean your cut.
You winced, but Wanda soothed you by rubbing her hand up and down your arm. You allowed yourself to relax into her. Natasha finished cleaning it and put a small bandage on, before putting the first aid kit away. When she climbed back into bed, you were squished between them.
(Not that you minded)
“Now you can sleep,” Wanda told you, as your back rested against her chest and you faced Natasha, lying down.
You smiled, getting comfortable with your head on the pillow. Natasha ran her fingers through your hair, almost combing it. This action only lulled you deeper into sleep’s hold — something Natasha and Wanda both knew would happen. “This really takes a lot out of you, hm?” Natasha observed, watching over you carefully.
“Yeah . . .” You admitted quietly, eyes already closed. “‘M sorry for ruining Halloween.”
“Oh, darling,” Natasha said as Wanda wrapped her arm around your waist, holding you close.
“You didn’t ruin anything. We wanted to take care of you and help,” Wanda assured you.
You found yourself smiling and blinked your eyes open for a second. “You guys can help during the full moon . . . If you want,” you relented.
Natasha and Wanda smiled at each other, so happy that you had finally blessed them with your permission. “We’d love to,” Natasha said.
You closed your eyes again. With Wanda’s arms around you and Natasha’s hand in your hair, it put you to sleep quite quickly. Natasha and Wanda noticed this and smiled. “I cannot get enough of this cuteness,” Wanda said, grinning and kissing your cheek. When you smiled in her sleep, the women had to refrain from cooing.
���The most adorable sight ever,” Natasha agreed, reaching her free arm over you and Wanda.
Neither of them were tired, so they just watched over you while you slept, keeping up a quiet conversation. It was the perfect lazy day to relax indoors, all cuddled up. They absolutely loved it.
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Into My Arms (Rated: Explicit) [Down The Rabbit Hole We Go | Kinktober Celebrations]
Summary: In Wanda's opinion the motorcycle trip turned out better than expected. She overcame her fear of motorcycles and was rewarded for it.
Pairing: Wanda Maximoff X Natasha Romanoff.
Words:4,765
⚠️WARNING⚠️ Just 18+ people are welcome to read.
THIS WORK CONTAINS: Graphics Descriptions of Smut, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Mommy Kink, Vaginal Sex and Dirty Talk. Natasha has a penis.
Post Black Widow Movie, Road Trips, Established Relationship, On The Run. English is not my first language so I'm sorry for any mistakes.
котенок - kitty
детка - Babe
Боже мой - My God.
Available on ao3
Wanda was really scared at first. Her heart must have been thumping so loudly and hard ion her that she could feel it pounding through the leather jacket and all. Every time they came to a curve, she would clutch so hard that Natasha probably couldn’t breath.
For the whole first two hours, Wanda just shut her eyes and cursed herself for ever agreeing to get on Natasha’s damned motorcycle. Wanda was so sure that the thing would topple every time they went around a bend. And damn her, Natasha choose the road with the most winding curves in Italy. God, Wanda must have been crazy to agree to this romantic trip. Maybe crazy in love with this wild redhead.
Natasha had been planning this romantic motorcycle ride along the beautiful Amalfi Coast for weeks. The motorcycle trip was a distraction to forgot that they were fugitives and the government was hunting them.
But, by the third hour, Wanda found herself peaking over her girlfriend’s shoulder. Her legs would tense in anticipation when they came to a bend, and Natasha was starting to lean into the curves like a pro. Under the helmet Natasha was grinning like an idiot loving this sense of freedom. Riding her motorcycle was like flying.
Wanda was grining a bit despite her continuous fear. The feel of the streaming fresh air flowing through her helmet was exhilarating for. The adrenaline of the moment was turning her on. The fear turned into excitment. The feel of the powerful engine purring between her legs was getting her aroused.
God, Wanda didn’t want this trip to end, but if it didn’t soon, she was gonna make a mess on Natasha's motorcycle. This time they were headed down the road to a cozy hotel at Sorrento Village. Wanda had never been there before. She had learned to let her girlfriend make the plans and surprise her. Natasha always seemed to know what would make her happier.
Even this damn motorcycle. Wanda had resisted her so long. But finally after a long night filled with passion and love making, Natasha asked her to try it once. And Wanda, she couldn’t deny her lover anything that night, so she agreed. How could she have known that she would learn to love this too?
As the sunset falls, the road curved in and out of the trees, and their green shapes flashed by in a blur of fresh wind. From time to time the coast came into view, and Wanda could see the tide cresting against the ragged rocks below them.
Once in awhile, a shaft of fear would stab her as Wanda imagined them crashing out of control and their bodies falling to be splintered on those rocks. She would shiver then. But then Wanda would feel the strong back of her girlfriend pressed against her chest, and she would remember her strength, her gentle competence and she relaxed.
Wanda had learned to trust this Natasha in so many parts of her life. Here Wanda trusted her with her life itself, and she knew that Natasha would care for it as she always did.
When they finally came to the entrance to the hotel, it was both too soon and too late for her. To soon for the ride that had become an odyssey to end. And too late because by now not only her panties but her jeans as well were soaked wet. Wanda felt the arousal humming along her nerves, the throbbing ache of her swollen clit made it hard for her to walk straight, her legs were a bit shaky.
In their hotel room, Wanda could hear the muted sound of the waves breaking on the rocks, the tide was a gentle swell lapping at the coast leaving a tracery of foam on the rocks. She thought of making love to Natasha there and relief the throbbing heat between her thighs but Natasha had other ideas.
She and Nat enter in a cozy Italian restaurant near to the hotel during their dinner time. She was eyeing her girlfriend amusedly. Natasha has a devilsh smile on her face. She knew her so well, she suspected her aroused mode and her intense desire to feel her touch on her body.
While Natasha checked some messages Wanda didn’t say anything, she just acted like, everything was okay. She wanted to tease Natasha so she just craned her neck and her girlfriend could see her generous cleavage shifting in her blouse. Her tits were practically bulging out of her bra and black leather jacket.
The effect on the redhead was immediate. Natasha licked her lips and sat back in her chair sipping her cold beer. Wanda smiled inwardly and toyed with the button on her blouse, from time to time rubbing her fingers over her boobies teasing her girlfriend.
Natasha kept reading the messages on her phone as she tried to act casual, but Wanda could see her green eyes following the movement of her dancing fingers on her tits. It was getting on now, and Natasha must have been pretty horny by now, being exposed to her innocent seduction and not being able to ran her tongue over her boobies.
Grinning broadly Natasha was staring at her face with undisguised lust. "Are you teasing me, uh?"
"Of course not." Wanda said with a smile but caught Natasha's lustful green eyes burning with desire and blushed. She squirmed in her seat as Natasha rose and sat beside her and murmured in her ear how much she wanted to bury her face on her slippery pussy and how much she wanted to lick her pretty tits and suck her nipples.
Of course this caused Wanda became more needy and eager to return to their hotel room and stay alone with Nat. She stood up and made her way to the hotel room making sure her lover was following her.
Natasha followed her into the room, watching her femenine hips swaying provocatively before her. Wanda smiled making a fast job with her own clothes, throwing them on the floor as she made her way to the bed.
"What are your plans, Ms. Maximoff?" Natasha asked with a crooked grin.
'I think my plans are pretty obvious, don't you think?" Wanda giggled foolishly and took her breasts in her hands to give them a playful squeeze and emphasize her words.
Natasha smiled back. "I'd like to know how I can help you." It was then that Wanda smiling mischievously stood in front of Natasha and unbuttoned her jeans and gave them a tug to pull them down, instantly her erection jumped, freeing itself from its tight confines. Wanda took it in her hand and gave it a few gentle tugs as she felt Natasha shiver.
“Well mommy. I want you to kiss me first.” Wanda giggled and pressed her tits against her girlfriend's. "And then you can make love to me." With one hand still firmly grasping her girlfriend’s hard cock, she threw the other around her neck and pulled her to her, pressing her mouth on the redhead's.
Natasha groaned feeling Wanda's tongue invading her mouth as she returned the hungry kiss, devouring her mouth with passion and love. She loved to feel Wanda's naked body against her. The heat of her soft body was intoxicating like a drug. Natasha could feel the warmth irradiating from Wanda skin, she also could the goosebumps covering it as her horny girlfriend pressed herself suggestively against her.
The kiss was consuming the air in her lungs but Natasha didn't broke the kiss, the burning in her lungs was a painful pleasure but suddenly Wanda did. She stares at Wanda's happy eyes as she runs her hands down her spine.
“Lie down, mommy!” Wanda gasped, almost pushing the smiling redhead backwards onto the bed. "Let me take care of you." With that said Wanda helped Natasha undress, gently removing each piece of clothing off her body.
Usually Natasha was the one who made the decisions in the bedroom. In their relationship she ordered and Wanda obeyed, however Natasha let Wanda take the reins of the situation ... for now. She was very curious to see what Wanda would do next. Natasha can't deny that she was fascinated by the way her shy Wanda was acting, almost begging her to fuck her!
The redhead smiled and lay in the middle of the bed. She lay down on her back with her huge hard cock sticking straight up, throbbing in the air. Her smile grew wider when she noticed Wanda's eyes glued on her hard prick.
Wanda licked her lips at the gorgeous sight, her needy throbbed with intense need. She longed to jump on top of her mommy's veiny cock and ride it till she forget her own name. But she was determined to get mommy's mouth first.
A smile curved Natasha's lips as Wanda crawled onto the bed on all fours, her pretty eyes glued on her face and a sexy smile on her lips. She straddled her thighs and paused for a second as she placed Natasha's throbbing shaft between her glistening folds and then began to roll her hips. She loved to rub her pussy on the length of Natasha's prick. It was one of her favorite things. Wanda liked to feel the friction of their sexes, it always took her breath away.
Natasha contained a groan, her cock stirred with excitement as her girlfriend teased her. Wanda really knew how to turn her on. "Wanda ... Babe ..." She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment and enjoyed the warm of Wanda's pussy sliding up and down her member.
"Mmm ... Боже мой! ... Feels good!" Wanda hummed with pleasure feeling the tip touching her clit, shivering from head to toe, the warmth of her pussy made Natasha gasp. Wanda keep going for a couple of minutes but reluctantly she lifted her pussy off her mommy's wet prick.
"Can you lick my pussy, mommy?" Wanda asked with cute puppy eyes and knelt with her bald pussy directly over the redhead’s face and held her glistening pussy lips wide open.
"Oh baby you look so pretty." Natasha smirked as she gazed up at her girlfriend's juicy pussy, her eyes burning with lust as her tongue licked her lips in anticipation. Wanda was so wet and hot for her.
Natasha's nostrils flared as Wanda's scent filled her nose. The scent of her pussy always turned her on and the fact that she Wanda was acting so shamelessly and needy made her body burn and her penis began to harden and swell to huge proportions. Natasha wanted to eat her girlfriend out for hours. An undescribable urgency grow and grow in her heart.
"Tell me, baby. Is this what you want, детка? Do you want my mouth on your sweet pussy?" Natasha whispered hotly and hold Wanda's naked ass cheeks with both hands. "Yes ... Yes ... mommy. That's all I want, please." Wanda with blushed face just stuttered before Natasha grinned and burried her mouth into her needy drooling cunt.
Wanda squealed, her hot obscene groans echoing on the hotel room. The sokovian girl in delight began to grind her throbbing pussy over Natasha's sucking mouth as the dominant redhead kissed the sensitive wet inner flesh of her pussy. Wanda let out a throaty moan as her lover's tongue probed her pussy, sliding repeatedly over her sensitive clit as her ass sway back and forth in a sexy repetitive motion.
Natasha closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, and then slide her tongue deep into Wanda's warm pussy depths. She groans slightly and her hands grasp the witch's round ass as she noisily slurped up the tasty pussy juices.
"Oh yeah! It feels so good!" Wanda whimpered with ecstasy as she rolled her hips, rubbing and grinding her pussy, smearing her drooling pussy onto mommy's experienced mouth.
Wanda looked down between her blushed round tits at mommy's gorgeous face, seeing only her eyes close blissfully above her hairless pussy mound. "Oh yess! Oh mommy!" She moaned as she kept grinding her pussy on mommy's mouth. Wanda closed her eyes and lose herself in this delicious moment as Natasha warm tongue stimulate each sensitive spot on her vulva, her mouth felt fantastic in her cunt. Wanda only hears Mommy hums in delight, without missing a slurp.
Wanda giggled happily, hunching her pussy against mommy's lips. She love moments like this. The way mommy's licked the full length of her inflamed slit and suck on each fold with a few gentle tugs and then burying her tongue deeply in the warm depths of her quivering pussy, sucking all the tasty juice pouring out of her hole.
Natasha grunted and grasped her girlfriend's nude grinding ass as she sucked hungrily, licking every delicious part of Wanda's swollen slit and pushing her tongue hard and deep into her pussy hole.
Wanda was making a mess on her face but she didn't care. Natasha was breathless, her fingers dug deeply into Wanda's creamy buttocks, leaving red marks in her soft delicate skin. She acted as a thirsty woman, her pussy juices flooded into her mouth and she swallowed every tasty drop. Natasha could hear the sexy moans of her girlfriend as she seal her lips around her stiff clit and sucked on it.
"Are you enjoying this, babe?" Natasha asked between wild licks and heavy breaths.
"Ohh yeah, lick my pussy, mommy! I'm loving this so much!" The sokovian girl moaned and kept grinding her pussy up and down on the her face as her hands slide behind Natasha’s head, pressing her gasping mouth as tightly as possible against her tingling drooling pussy. Wanda was so close. She squirming and groaning, her round tits jiggling and her skin covered in sweat. She felt so fucking good receiving Natasha's tongue-fucking. Finally, the need to cum overcame as mommy kept her mouth glued to her quivering pussy and sucked hard.
"Oh mommy!" Wanda let out a loud groan as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure filled her pussy, her chest and brain. She panted, her body trembled as she collapsed on the bed. She wanted to lay down with Natasha and enjoy the post orgasmic bliss but she had her own plans tonight to take care of mommy. She look up at Natasha who was smiling and licking her glistening lips.
Wanda blushed a little as mommy said with a grin. "You taste delicious, детка?" before giving her a soft kiss on the lips. Natasha smirked and let her hands roaming her girlfriend’s femenine body, massaging her tits as she spread warm smooches up and down her neck.
"Thank you, mommy." Wanda said with a shy grin and move her hand downward to grasp Natasha's prick. Mommy's grin grew wider as Wanda moved her fist up and down the huge length of her stiff penis, squeezing the warm veiny shaft in her palm.
"Can I play with your cock, mommy?" Wanda asked and licked her lips. The girl was surprised that she could hardly get her fingers around mommy's beautiful dong.
"Of course you can, baby." Natasha smiled before giving Wanda a kiss on the cheek. "My cock is all yours."
"Thank you, mommy." Wanda giggled happily and kissed mommy's on the lips, then she whispered hotly into her ear. "I need to taste your cock. I need it so bad.” Natasha saw as Wanda slid down between her legs and her eyes glued on her stiff cock.
Natasha shivered when Wanda grabbed her cock and pull on it from base to tip, running her fingertips around the swollen tip.
"Do you like how hard I am for you, детка?
"Yes, mommy. I like it so much." Wanda nodded in response before she sealed her lips around the tip of her cock.
"Oh Wanda!" Natasha said with a throaty voice as she saw Wanda opening her mouth and sliding her pretty kissable lips slowly down over the length of her veiny member, swallowing her hard cock as best she could.
At first, Wanda couldn’t get all mommy's tasty prick into her mouth, but once she relaxed her throat she was able to deep-throat her cock all the way to the base of her member. Wanda moaned with eyes closed, her inflamed lips pressed around her shaft, mommy's hairless balls were on her chin.
Natasha saw stars when Wanda ran her fingers up her thighs and then her abs as she began to move her mouth eagerly up and down on her stiff prick. With a long sexy grunt, Natasha began to slide her cock in and out of her mouth. "Mmmmm!" Wanda moaned in response, mommy's hard cock sliding down her throat with each slow thrust.
She closed her lips tightly and sucked it nosily. With a smile Wanda breathed in and took mommy fully into her mouth. Her mouth watered loving this tasty cock penetrating her mouth. Wanda was so aroused that her inner thighs were wet and glistening with her pussy juice, her sex was all juicy and throbbing.
Natasha watched Wanda's red lips around her cock and groaned. Slowly she pumped her cock into her throat, listening to the soft, gurgling sounds Wanda made.
Wanda hummed and sucked her mommy's huge cock for a long minutes, enjoying the flavor and warmth of her veiny meat on her mouth. But pretty soon, her super-hungry pussy demanded more! It quivered and twitched between her thighs, just longing to be fucked by mommy.
Suddenly, Wanda let the tasty cock slip out of her mouth and sat up. She was hot and horny, and desperate for mommy's cock! She wanted her dominant mommy now. She wanted her beautiful cock filling her pussy, stretching her dephts like she always loved it!
Wanda was so highly aroused by the prospect of fucking mommy. She quickly straddled mommy's muscled pale thighs until her drooling pussy was placed above the tip of her cock. Mommy’s cock stood up proudly, her shaft was furiously red and hard, ready for her.
Wanda moaned deep in her throat and grasped mommy's cock at the base, holding it upright between her thighs. Then with a giggle she let the swollen cockhead snuggle between the lips of her pussy.
Natasha felt herself burning with intense need as Wanda groaned and sank down slowly on top of her, letting her weight do all the work. Inch after inch her tight pussy managed to swallow her veiny cock.
Wanda grimaced a bit but she didn’t stop until she felt Natasha’s pubic bone press against her inflamed pussy lips and her tip impacting her womb. It was huge and she loved it! Wanda knew her lover's long cock was in her all the way up her pussy. Her depths were burning with delight, her pussy was open and stretched, and filled with the Natasha's cock.
"Oh, baby, you're so fucking tight!" Natasha growled. She couldn't help but push her hips upwards and send her cock deeper causing Wanda to groan and giggle in satisfaction. The gorgeous witch didn't move for long seconds, she was enjoying so much to have mommy's cock buried to the hilt in her stretched pussy.
Wanda loss her breath and closed her eyes and try to adjust to the size this ten inch cock. Mommy's cock felt so good in her. She never had anything so deep before but then she met Natasha and let her fuck her one night after a hard mission. Since that day Wanda knew she was addicted to Natasha's cock.
Wanda giggled happily as she rode mommy slowly. She began to bounce her hips up and down on her mommy's huge cock, fucking herself again and again on her delicious dong. All the time Wanda grasped her jiggling tits in both hands, forcing her pussy to swallow each delicious inch of cock.
Natasha had a proud smile as she looked down between Wanda's creamy thighs, her lustful eyes glowed at the lewd sight of her thick, glistening veiny cock disappearing time after time into Wanda's drooling pussy. Her hips moved in time with hers, pumping her hard meat into her clenching pussy hole as best she could.
Wanda let out a obscene moan and began to move her femenine hips up and down in urgent motions, faster and deeper, forcing her pussy to swallow her mommy's huge prick, then lifting her nude ass as until the cockhead was inside her and then push her stretched pussy down again, grinding her swollen clit hard veiny shaft each time.
"You feel so incredible around my cock!" Natasha panted, feeling Wanda's pussy tighten around her throbbing dick. "I love my good girl's pussy!"
"Uhhmm mommy! I love you mommy!" Wanda gasped happily, loving her lover's compliments as her eyes rolled back and impaled herself on Natasha’s dong again and again. "I'm your good girl! I'm your good girl, mommy!" Her pussy juices flowed profusely, making a mess on mommy's prick as her sticky juices bathed her heavy balls.
Wanda closed her eyes and sobbed with pleasure, squeezing her naked tits. Her back was arched in ecstasy as she rode her dominant mommy, fucking her with all her might.
The effect on Natasha was instantaneous. The redhead growled, grasping at her girlfriend's ass she began to thrust her cock upwards as Wanda fucked her back, their wet sexes making loud, obscene wet noises as she pounded hard her juicy pussy.
Wanda sobbed and fell forwards, supporting her weight on her hands, placing them on Natasha's huge tits as her ass sways up and down, grinding and impaling her tingling pussy on mommy's rampant cock.
"Yeah, fuck me like that, детка!" Natasha whispered and took the panting girl in her arms and brought her sweaty tits close to her face.. "Ride me! Ride my cock, котенок"
“Oh mommy!” Wanda panted with hooded eyes as Natasha licked hungrily her hanging tits and sucking and her stiff nipples into her mouth, making her pussy cream on mommy's cock. "it’s sooo bigggggg!” She groaned, gasping for air as mommy's thick cock plunged in and out of her tight slit more faster. Her green eyes were closed as she rode the redhead's prick faster and faster, her drooling pussy was on fire, burning with intense need, longing for her cum in her.
"God! What a incredible fuck! Only Natasha, her soulmate, her lover, her protector, the love of her life, her Natasha knew how to fuck her and make her see stars. Wanda whined and brought a hand to her pussy and rub her swollen clit frantically as she rode her cock, her naked ass sliding up and down with urgency.
Natasha held her girlfriend’s hips and helped Wanda to ride her. Her green eyes enjoyed the thrilling sight as she watched Wanda's tight pinkish pussy hole engulfing her entire cock. The redhead moaned and gasped as Wanda sobbed, her stretched pussy sliding up and down the length of her member. Natasha was surprised by Wanda's strength. She was riding her so hard that the bed began to crack and bed bounce underneath them.
Natasha was trying to hold back her climax but Wanda's pussy was so tight and so warm inside that she couldn’t hold back the tingling sensation rising in her balls much longer and the violent throbbing base of her achin penis.
"Боже мой! Oh mommy! your balls are so swollen and I can feel your cock throbbing in me." Wanda hummed with a dreamy grin and reached back behind her nude buttocks, cupping her Natasha's swollen nut sack, squeezing them and massaging them with gentle tugs. Wanda begged and encouraged Natasha! "Come in me, mommy!... Squirt your hot seed up my pussy!... Come in my pussy… I want this load in my pussy, mommy!”
Natasha smiled broadly as Wanda impaled herself down on her cock with urgency, grinding her pussy against her and squealing loudly. Her gorgeous Wanda was a sweaty hot mess. Damn! Wanda was gasping for air, one of her hands grasping her jiggling tits, squeezed it hard and her nipple protruding between her pale knuckles. Wanda giggled, moving her stretched pussy up and down on mommy's cock feeling her climax approaching. Suddenly the sokovian girl stiffened and screamed at the top of her voice as her orgasm peaked.
Natasha moaned as Wanda came, her pussy depths convulsed, gripping and squeezing her cock as wave after wave of tingling pleasure spread through her like a wild fire. Hearing Wanda's pleas and screams were almost too much for Natasha.
"Cum in me! Please!! Please!" Wanda screamed loudly as Natasha grab her nude jiggling ass and thrust more deeper into her. The redhead was almost there. She knew she would not last very long. "Shit! Wanda!" Natasha grunted and her body convulsed in spasms shooting her warm load deep into Wanda's receptive pussy.
Natasha gasped and captured one of Wanda's nipples between her lips and began to suck frantically, her fingers digging into the her ass cheeks. She groaned and her cock squirted time and time again until Wanda thought she was never going to stop, filling her fertile womb with her white semen.
She sucked Wanda's tits one at a time as she blow her load into Wanda's quivering pussy. Suddenly Wanda giggled tiredly and fell on Natasha's chest. Her sweaty body was shaking, the spasms of her well fucked pussy were sending delicious tingles up and down her spine.
Natasha rolled a very tired Wanda off her body. She was amused by the sight before her. Wanda's orgasm had been so powerful that she had fainted with sheer pleasure. Her pretty witch was laying beside her and purring like a cute kitten.
"Did you enjoy that, my little cumslut? Natasha said with a dark smile as she ran her fingers through Wanda's red hair.
"Yes, mommy!" Wanda said breathlessly and spread her shaky legs and show mommy her well fucked pussy. "I enjoyed it a lot! You always take good care of me." Slowly, she eased her hand down and felt her now-sore pussy lips ooze out rivulets of white cum. Wincing at the touch, Wanda pulled up a gooey rope of cum with her fingers and rubbed into across her lips for her tongue to taste. "It taste delicious."
"I can see that, детка." Natasha said with a smile and looked at Wanda's inflamed pussy, her tender slit was open, and leaking a sticky mixture of her own white sperm and pussy juice. "Good girl!" The redhead growled and lowered her face to Wanda's tender pussy and captured a string of cum with her tongue. It tasted good. Well her cum dripping out of Wanda's pussy always tasted good.
Natasha licked her lips as she stared at Wanda's precious naked body, spread out so lewdly before her. Her round sexy tits were firm and swollen and sweaty, rising and falling as she breathed with eyes closed, her cute nipples stiff and erect begging for attention.
Wanda was a goddess her goddess. Natasha looked up into Wanda's green eyes and found pure love there, her heart fluttered at the sight of her girlfriend enjoying the post orgasmic bliss.
Natasha spend long seconds just admiring Wanda's beauty. Her flushed pacific face, her soft red hair, her soft cute smile but suddenly her open reddish pussy attracted her attention. Her delicate folds were inflamed and spread like a flower, her pussy hole was quivering and oozing her white cum.
Natasha didn't say a word she just spread Wanda's weak legs, pushing them back and bending them at the knees until her well fucked juicy pussy was exposed to her eyes and mouth.
"What are you going to do, mommy?." Wanda asked with a sassy smile.
"You'll see, baby." Natasha smirked and lowered her puffy lips and kissed Wanda's sore pussy, licking her own cum from her open slit before slide her tongue into her dilated pussy hole. Wanda giggled loving the warmth of her Natasha's mouth on her sore slit.
Wanda smiled and put a hand on Natasha's nape and began grind her pussy on her face “Mmmmmm, that’s feels good!... eat my pussy, mommy!" Wanda moaned with a dreamy expression on her face, her pretty eyes closed as Natasha lick the tender flesh of her pussy and swallow every last drop of her cum from her pussy.
In Wanda's opinion the motorcycle trip turned out better than expected. She overcame her fear of motorcycles and was rewarded for it.
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Hi. So this is based on something similar that happened on a family holiday once.
WandaNat mums and kid reader.
R is half asleep when we arrive at the airport. Mums are busy with Yelena and the twins so we get quickly sat on the suitcases and wheeled inside.
Everyone enjoys the first day on holiday, until it comes to bedtime. R can't find her baby blanket anywhere. The whole family look and nothing. Until Natasha thinks back and realises it's still in the car.
Knowing we can't sleep without our blankie Natasha calls in a favour and makes the 8 hour round flight to pick the comfort item up.
The next morning (where we're super grumpy and demand that mummy Wanda carries us around) we shuffle into the living room to find both mama nat and blankie curled up on the sofa.
Totally exhausted we curl up with mama and sleep almost straight away.
We never realise what mama had just done for us. But Mummy does. And she falls more in love with her for it.
Please and thank you 😊
The pink bear blankie
Y/N: 3 years old
Billy and Tommy: 10 years old
Wanda: Mommy
Natasha: Mama
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"Sleepy, mama" Y/N whines, burying her head into Natasha's neck as the redhead only just took her out of the car, one of Y/N's small hands playing with Natasha's ear piercings while the other one is wrapped around her mama's neck tightly.
"I know you are, sweetheart. You can sleep on the plane, yeah?" Natasha smiles, pressing a kiss to her baby's cheek while rubbing her back.
"Boys, you got everything?" Wanda asks her two sons, raising an eyebrow as they've been arguing about something.
"Yes, mom" Both answer.
"Yelena, do you have everything?" Natasha asks her sister, knowing she's the one who's most likely to forget something.
"Yes, yes, Natasha. I have everything" Yelena rolls her eyes, taking her suitcase and walking inside just behind the boys and Wanda.
"And now you, детка" Natasha sits the tiny girl that's been in her arms on her suitcase, getting a tired smile in response. "Is that fun, Y/N/N?" She asks with a chuckle, looking at her daughter who's tiredly smiling and looking around. (baby)
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The flight was fine. Y/N fell asleep as soon as Natasha sat down with her on her lap, the boys were busy with watching a movie, Yelena was listening to some music and Wanda with Natasha had finally some time to talk and just enjoy each other's presence.
As soon as the family arrived to the holiday house they're staying at and unpacked some of their things, they went on the beach.
Everyone had a great time, especially Y/N as she got to build a sandcastle with both her mommies while Yelena was doing silly things with the twins.
"It's bedtime for Y/N, baby. Come on" Wanda smiles, lifting her daughter up with a playful groan. "Say night night"
"Ni-night" Y/N says, resting her head on Wanda's shoulder and giving everyone in the room a wave.
The tiny girl would normally complain about going to bed, but today has really worned her out. Natasha smiles, pressing a kiss to her baby's forehead and telling her goodnight along with the others.
Wanda carries Y/N into the bedroom, placing her down on bed, but the tiny girl sits up immediately.
"Where's my blankie, mommy?" Y/N questions, not seeing her little pink bear blankie anywhere in bed.
"I'm sure it's somewhere around, baby" Wanda assures, looking for the item.
She's one hundred percent sure Y/N had her blankie when they left their house, so it must be somewhere around, right?
After minutes of looking around, Wanda just sits her daughter on her hip and carries her back to the living room where is the rest of the family playing uno.
"Everything okay?" Natasha asks, noticing her wife and daughter's presence in the living room.
"Have you seen Y/N's blankie? " Wanda asks, getting a no from everybody. "Can you help us find it?"
"Alright, let's go, boys" Natasha smiles, standing up.
Every single person starts looking for Y/N's blankie. They search through every single corner of the house, but the baby blanket is just nowhere.
Natasha goes through her mind, trying to picture the whole day and then it clicks. Y/N last had her blankie in the car, so they must had left it there.
"You can stop looking, I think I know where it is" Natasha sighs, walking over to Wanda who looks at her with hope the blankie is found. "I think it stayed in the car"
"Oh no, what do we do now? Y/N won't sleep without it" Wanda sighs.
"Mommy" Y/N whines, making her way over to her mothers. It's already way past her bedtime and she's extremely tired, but without her blankie she just won't sleep.
"I know, honey" Wanda sighs once again, lifting Y/N up and sitting her on her hip. "How about you try to sleep without your blankie tonight, hm?"
Those words are enough to make Y/N cry and Natasha volunteers to try to put Y/N down as it's time for the boys to go to sleep too by now.
So while Wanda's tucking in the twins, Yelena's occupying the TV and Natasha's walking around the whole place, rocking her crying daughter back and forth while humming her a lullaby.
But after two hours of not making any progress, she gives up. If they want to get some sleep during the vacation there's only one thing to do.
"Nat, are you sure? It's so late and the flight is so long" Wanda sighs.
"I am. Y/N obviously won't go to sleep without it. I'll just grab it and be back by morning" Natasha smiles and pecks Wanda's lips before placing a kiss to Y/N's head who is now in Wanda's arms. "I love you"
"I love you too" Wanda smiles back, stealing one more kiss from her wife and then watching her leave.
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Y/N slept for like 3 hours in total during the night. Both, her and Wanda, are absolutely exhausted, but if there's no blankie, there's just no sleep.
"Noo, mommy, no" Y/N whines, lifting her tiny legs up, so Wanda wouldn't be able to stand her on the ground.
Wanda doesn't have the energy to deal with another tantrum, so she just goes with it and somehow manages to make a quick breakfast for her and Y/N with her grumpy daughter attached to her hip.
Y/N eventually decides to watch a cartoon in the living room after breakfast. And because she refuses to walk once again, Wanda carries her there.
"Mama" Y/N whispers to herself, a grin appearing on her face when she spots her mama curled up with her blankie on the couch and sleeping. "Mommy, down!" She immediately orders, trying to wiggle out of Wanda's strong hold.
And as soon as Wanda manages to stand her daughter on the ground, Y/N runs to the couch, climbing it and cuddling up to Natasha and the blankie.
Wanda can't help but smile on the sight. She still can't believe Natasha just flew all the way to New York and back just to pick up Y/N's blankie.
Her smile widens when she realizes Y/N's already fast asleep, curled up into her mama's side with her blankie secured in her arms.
Y/N is still just a little girl and surely won't realize what Natasha did for her, but Wanda knows. And this is exactly why she fell in love with the redhead in the first place.
Natasha would do anything for their children and that's what Wanda adores the most. And every single moment like this just makes her fall more and more in love with her wife.
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Tap Down | n.r x w.m
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
Word Count: 3K+
Warnings: Natasha has a penis, semi-public sex, quickie, fingering, praise kink, degrading kink, blow job, face painting (ehe), daddy kink, a bit of edging, Nat being a horny mf, lmk if I missed something
Summary: Wanda decided to enrol herself to a tap dance class, a childhood dream of hers and Natasha had a deep sexual reaction to it.
A/N: so this is based on a request from a friend and I hope I delivered. 🫣
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Taking on the role of being an avenger has been quite a tough journey for Wanda. The tough training alone is physically demanding, but the reward comes from being able to help her team during missions that require her unique powers. To bring some balance to her superhero life, Wanda decided to join a tap dancing class—a dream she had as a kid.
When she was younger, Wanda really wanted to pursue dancing, but life often got in the way. Surprisingly, she managed to fit this interest into her busy life as an avenger, creating a nice break from all the action.
Excitedly sharing her tap dancing plans with Natasha, Wanda was met with a really positive response that warmed her heart. She talked about how, as a child, she used to beg her mom to support her dancing dreams. Natasha, understanding the need for a life outside of avenging, not only cheered Wanda on but also helped her find the best dance class in New York, showing true support for her girlfriend's passions.
Natasha had to take Wanda to her first dancing class because she had a meeting at SHIELD. Wanda was super excited for the day and gave Natasha a kiss goodbye. Carrying her duffle bag, Wanda entered the class with a ton of energy, making it feel like she could light up the whole city.
The class was pretty easy-going. The instructor started with the basics and then gradually moved on to dance sequences, which Wanda really liked. Wanda, being all pumped up, had practised a dance routine in advance in the compound. The instructor noticed her natural talent and let her show off her skills. This made a good impression on the class. Little did Wanda know, Natasha was watching her with proud and bright eyes, happy to see her girlfriend gaining confidence in her newfound talent. A pang of arousal shot through her and is plotting ideas for the night to come.
The first session ended, and Wanda was feeling pumped up and proud of herself. She didn't quite feel the exhaustion in her body due to the excessive training that she's having at the compound. She has to thank her girlfriend for her relentless workout since it's definitely paying off not just during missions, but also in her dance class.
"Wow, you did so good on your solo routine," Natasha complimented as she's approaching Wanda. "I'm not even the only one who was amazed by you, sweetheart."
Feeling suddenly shy, Wanda blushed at her girlfriend's compliment. "Thank you,Natasha. It just comes all natural to me."
Both women made their way to the shower room, and Natasha waited and sat on the nearby bench. Her mind is replaying how relaxed and confident Wanda was in her natural element. It also made her remember her days being a ballerina. Although those days do not bear any good memories so she set them aside and brought her attention back to her little witch.
Unsurprisingly, her dick twitches every time she imagines Wanda's perfect lithe body, under the spray of hot water. Her mind is playing tug of war on whether she should go inside the shower room and have her way with Wanda. However, her thoughts were interrupted by the girl whom she is currently salivating over.
"Natasha. I'm ready."
Freshly showered, Wanda's cheeks were flushed due to the hot water that soothed her muscles. Natasha found it extremely cute and decided to give in to her dirty thoughts.
"Wear your tap shoes for me?" Natasha requested with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Uhh. Why?" Wanda was suddenly perplexed by Natasha's request especially when they were about to go home.
Natasha looked around and was satisfied to see that they were alone. "Do you trust me?"
That question alone is loaded. It got Wanda thinking what is it that Natasha wants to achieve here?
"You know I do." Wanda responded while sitting on the bench to tie back up her tap shoes.
The moment Wanda had finished tying her laces, she was immediately hoisted up by Natasha which made her yelp in surprise and she wrapped her legs around her waist. Wanda will never get over how strong her girlfriend is and takes pleasure in being manhandled. What surprised her even more is when she felt Natasha's bulge touching her ass and can't help but to tease her a bit.
"You're hard already huh?"
A mild slap on Wanda's ass reverberated in the small shower room and her back was planted on the nearby wall.
"You turned me on much. Let me fuck you real quick in here, baby." Natasha whispered in her ear and proceeded in sucking on her neck.
A loud moan came out of Wanda's mouth and had a mild panic when she that they could be heard. She turned on the shower head with her magic so the sound of water hitting the floor will cover up her moans.
Natasha made a quick move to pull down her zipper as her dick is aching to be set free. Wanda flicked her wrist to help her girlfriend be free of the confines of her pants and boxer shorts so they can get going with their quickie. Thankfully, Wanda was only wearing a skirt and Natasha pulled her panties to the side. The widow didn't even check if Wanda was wet enough for her and immediately penetrated her hole in one swift thrust.
With her back arched against the wall, Wanda moaned sinfully at the sudden intrusion of Natasha's big dick and oh, the burn felt so damn good and would never complain by being fucked like this.
"Natasha!"
Ofcourse Wanda is already wet and would not need any foreplay to stimulate her. Natasha felt satisfaction within her core knowing that her baby can be easily fucked and would be so pliant for her.
"That's my good girl, so wet for me."
Wanda held on Natasha's shoulders as she felt her back hitting the wall with each forceful thrust. She knew Natasha would never drop her ass and her tap shoes are click clacking behind Natasha.
For some reason, the sounds of Wanda's shoes are turning Natasha on even more and doubled her efforts in pistoning her dick inside Wanda's pussy.
The wet sounds of Wanda's pussy can still be heard despite the sound of water running and Natasha continued her rough pounding by gripping Wanda's hips.
"Detka, I'm not going to last long. Your pussy feels so good around me." Natasha growled as she continued pushing Wanda into her orgasm.
With her eyes rolled back, and mouth wide open, Wanda couldn't even respond and only whined loudly to convey how much she loves it when Natasha talks to her like that.
Both of their orgasms are climbing high and their combined moans can be surely heard outside but couldn't give a fuck if anyone can hear them. Natasha latched her lips on Wanda's and kissed her intensely.
"Natasha, I'm cumming!" Wanda screamed while her legs shook violently, her shoes bumping to each other making sounds simultaneously.
"Me too,baby. Gonna fill you up real good."
Wanda grabbed on Natasha's biceps as she felt the white spurts of cum being unloaded inside her. Both women are breathing heavily after the intense quickie and Wanda's thighs are now feeling the strain of being held for too long against the wall.
Natasha pulled out her dick from Wanda's pussy and the witch pouted at the loss. "I want you to be inside me forever."
Chuckling at Wanda's dramatics, Natasha brought her down gently and tested first if Wanda can stand up properly.
"You good?"
"Yeah, my thighs and calves are now sore to be honest."
Wanda felt Natasha's cum ooze out of her pussy and a small drop landed on her shoes. Oops. She wiped it off at the back of her calf before Natasha noticed it and smiled wickedly at what she had done.
"Let's head home, I need to properly fuck you."
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When they were on their way home, Natasha could not keep her hands on the wheels and ended up fingering Wanda. Wanda was sitting in an awkward position with her back resting on the door, her legs wide open and her pussy being fucked relentlessly by Natasha's talented fingers.
This is a testament on how good Natasha is in multi-tasking. Navigating through the streets of New York with practice ease and at every red light, she would lean down to suck Wanda's throbbing clit only to be edged once the traffic light turns green.
"Fuck, Natasha!" Wanda whined loudly after the third time of being falsely led to the brink of her orgasm.
The devil that she is while her three fingers are still inside Wanda, Natasha only chuckled at her girlfriend's frustrated state.
"Relax, detka. Let Daddy play with you."
Natasha then continued toying with Wanda's pussy, pushing her fingers deeper and making sure to hit the spongy spot that makes Wanda's eyes roll at the back of her head.
"Oh my fucking god, N-Natasha! Don't stop, don't stop!" Wanda pleaded as she's nearing her orgasm again, she can feel the tightening sensation deep in her stomach, she's focusing on reaching her high so she'll be put out of misery from being edged.
Just a few seconds more, Wanda chanted in her head and right when she knew she's about to finally let go, with her orgasm building and nearing its end point, Natasha purposely pulled out her fingers all together which made Wanda scream in frustration.
"What the fuck, Natasha?!" Wanda raised her left foot and was ready to kick Natasha's shoulder, still with her tap shoes on,but ofcourse Natasha caught it easily with her right hand and placed it on the back of her instead, effectively trapping her leg from moving.
With Wanda's current position, Natasha can clearly see how Wanda's pussy was glistening. Her dick twitched painfully inside her pants and was dying to be freed once again and to be buried deep inside Wanda's aching cunt.
"Patience, my love. You know that I will never leave you unsatisfied. Just wait until we reach the compound, okay? For now, behave for me."
Wanda huffed in response and rolled her eyes at her girlfriend. At this point there's really nothing else she could do than have her pussy be openly ogled at Natasha. But she's racking her brain on how to get back at Natasha somehow and much to her delight, an idea came into her mind. She estimated that they'll probably reach the compound in less than five minutes and knew can pull off her wicked plan. She carefully removed her trapped foot behind Natasha's head and sat properly this time around with both of her legs stretched out in the passenger's legs space.
Natasha glanced to her right, contemplating whether she have pushed Wanda too far and she was ready to reassure her even more that she'll be thoroughly fucked when they get home. What she saw instead was Wanda, with her eyes closed, biting her lips while her right hand was dipping lower and lower until it reached her pussy.
"What are you doing?" Natasha asked.
Wanda opted not to respond and moaned instead as her 2 fingers played with her sensitive clit, the smallest and lightest touch got her insides trembling. Touching herself while Natasha was literally inches away from her was something that she would never do, but the moment called for it and she decided to go with it. She heard Natasha groan beside her and that encouraged her to continue teasing her clit, she's really not planning to orgasm. There is no harm in playing with her girlfriend, right?
"Stop what you're doing." Natasha warned and Wanda only smirked at her reaction.
"But I wanted to cum, and you would not let me so I will do it myself instead." Wanda responded defiantly and inserted 2 fingers in her pussy.
The clenching wet sounds of Wanda's cunt filled the car which does not help the current boner Natasha has. She hit the gas even more, the engine roaring angrily throughout the busy street, eager to reach the compound so she could punish her girl for her bratty behavior.
Wanda's heart was beating erratically from both the desperate need to cum and the way Natasha was so focused on driving to the point she was no longer speaking and would not spare a glance at her. She moaned loudly when her fingers hit her g-spot but was feeling unsatisfied with the inconsistent flow of pleasure since only Natasha can make her see stars behind her eyes. She then later noticed that they had reached the garage of the compound. Natasha immediately climbed out of the car, opened the passenger's door and yanked Wanda out of her seat.
"You're too desperate to cum when I have just given you one in the shower room." Natasha growled behind Wanda's ears and pushed her to walk towards the car's trunk.
"Sluts like you deserve to be punished, don't you think?'
Wanda found herself being bent over, her arms twisted behind her and her chest resting on the trunk's spoiler. She whimpered at how she was manhandled but damn it, she likes it when Natasha is rough with her.
Belt unbuckled and zippers down, Natasha brought down her pants, not even bothering on removing it all the way off her feet. She spanked Wanda's left cheek three times for good measure and barked a command, "Open your legs wider, Princess."
The witch complied easily, eager to feel Natasha's cock inside her again. She didn't have to wait any longer when Natasha snapped her hips forward, penetrating her aching core with forceful thrust. It's as if today was one of those days where there was no time for foreplay and go straight to fucking.
"Your cock feels so good inside me."
"Oh yeah? I bet your fingers could not compare to this, huh?" Natasha taunted Wanda while perfectly giving her a backbreaking pounding and the sound of slapping flesh echoes throughout the open space of the garage.
"Jesus fuck, Wanda. Your pussy is clinging on my cock tightly. I can barely move." Natasha pulled her cock all the way out and reached her left palm towards Wanda's face. "Spit."
Wanda did so and spit a good amount of saliva on Natasha's palm which she lathered up to the tip of her cock for an added lubrication.
"Good girl."
Natasha buried her veiny shaft once again and this time, it's gentle and slow, wanting to feel more of Wanda's velvety walls hugging her lengthy cock. Her pace increased with each grunts to which Wanda welcomed wholeheartedly, driving her closer to her orgasm.
"I can't stop thinking about you, dancing on that tight dancing dress you've got. Fuck!"
"You're gonna make me cum!" Wanda whimpered desperately at what Natasha had said while also chasing the high that she's been wanting after being edged minutes ago.
"I knew I have to fuck you right after, you're so good baby. So fucking good." With great restraint and control, Natasha had to focus deeply to stop herself from cumming and spilling her seeds inside Wanda since she had different plans for her second orgasm. "You can cum now, baby. Give it to me."
Not waiting for a second longer, Wanda's juices coated Natasha's cock even more from the climax that was finally granted to her, and stars were swimming behind her eyes as she catches her breath from coming down the high. She then noticed that Natasha had stopped moving behind her and had already pulled out her shaft; it is evident that she has not ejaculated yet.
"Natasha?"
The woman only hummed in response and roughly pulled Wanda into a kneeling position, facing her dick which was slightly hitting her face.
"Suck."
Oh. Wanda understood right away what Natasha wanted and took the whole length in her mouth effortlessly. Giving Natasha a blowjob after she had her orgasm is one of her favorite things to do since she knows what's going to happen next.
"Ohh, that's it, sweet girl. Your mouth is so warm around me."
Natasha praised her girl while gently thrusting her hips forward, wanting to feel the tip of her cock hit the back of Wanda's throat. The moment it did, she held Wanda's head and this time, she's not being gentle and was forcing Wanda to gag on her dick.
In a swift motion, Natasha pulled out her meat and pumped it aggressively in front of Wanda's gaping mouth, "Shit, shit! I'm gonna cum!" Her thick semen landed on Wanda's face, and some went down her tongue, and lips. She made sure that every drop of her cum has been pumped out and panting heavily after.
Natasha looked down at her girl, who was currently using her fingers to gather the spurts of cum in her face and licked them clean with her tongue. The sight alone had her dick going hard again.
"Holy shit Wan—", her sentence was interrupted when FRIDAY' voice filled the room, making the two women jump.
"Agent Romanoff, Miss Maximoff. My sincere apologies for the interruption but Mr. Stark will be heading down soon and will be here in a minute or so."
The AI's warning was subtle yet clear, a silent reprimand for them to say that they should get the hell out of the place before both of them get caught in a very uncompromising position.
Natasha scrambled to put her pants up, thanking the lucky stars that she had decided to not fully remove them from her ankles.
Wanda on the other hand was horrified at their current predicament of being on the verge of getting caught, had it been without FRIDAY's warning, she might have taken Natasha's shaft in her mouth again.
"Oh my god!" Wanda exclaimed in a panic. "Let's get out of here, Tash."
Remaining composed and relaxed, Natasha simply smiled and reassured, "Relax, baby. We're okay. You've got nothing to worry about. We'll just walk nicely and act like nothing happened."
Trusting her girlfriend's calm demeanor, Wanda nodded and allowed herself to be guided by Natasha. They expectedly ran into Tony, who greeted them, "Ladies, I hope you had a good drive in the city." His gaze focused on Wanda, who was hiding behind Natasha, and he frowned at her unusual behavior, then noticed something.
"What's that on your hair, Wanda?" Tony inquired naively.
Natasha answered for Wanda without any shame in the world, "That's my cum. Bye, Tony." She dragged Wanda out of the garage, leaving Tony with his mouth hanging open.
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The Power of a Kiss
WandaF!R x Natasha
Warnings: Sad Nat | Meanish Wanda (🤏🏼)
Smut: Oral (W/N — 69-ish) | Strap (N) | BJ (Enchanted Strap — R) | Filthy 🤭 |
18+ — Minors DNI
W/C: 2,978 Words
Natasha sat on the kitchen counter, her knees pulled to her chest beneath a grey hoodie with her solemn face pressed into the silky skin. In the dimly lit space one could see the fabric was wetted from a shower she likely just took. The moonlight cast upon her face, showing a lip that was chewed apart, and tear stained cheeks.
A showcasing of a woman in deep turmoil.
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That's how you found her as you entered the communal space at midnight. It made your body freeze in the doorway, she looked so sad, but in the same breath she was mesmerizing.
The hoodie adorning her body was Wanda's, which in turn was actually yours since your girlfriend had stolen it from you ages ago. It warmed your heart to see she'd also stolen it.
There was a sinking suspicion for why the woman wasn't asleep, it was the same reason you and Wanda hadn't gotten a wink yet, and why you were here to make her a mug of tea.
Natasha knew you were there, which is why you silently entered to set the kettle on the stove, then to her pride's chagrin you were stood before her with a concerned smile.
"Hey," you whispered, doing your best not to spook her too bad. Natasha stretched out, her legs now dangling over the side of the counter and you took the opportunity to step closer. Her tears had stopped moments before you entered, but now, as you loosely hugged her and pressed a firm kiss to her forehead she broke. "What's troubling you sweetheart?"
"I-I," Natasha groaned against your shoulder, being vulnerable was terrifying, but being rendered speechless was embarrassing. It took all of her, but she shakily spoke: "The kiss."
You froze, and she sobbed even harder, and that reaction kickstarted your next moves.
"Natasha," you softly called, voice steady even though your heart was wildly pounding in your chest. "I need you to look at me please."
The redhead reluctantly pulled away, her heart screaming at her not to in case she never got to have your comfort again. However, she was too stubborn for her own good, and instead of looking at you she leaned her head back against the cabinet and looked at the ceiling.
Tears that had stopped picked back up, and rolled down the side of her face, she could feel them settling into the divots of her clavicle. You watched with a deep sense of guilt as she pulled her lip between her teeth after taking in a shaky inhale. "Oh Natasha, please don't shut me out. Just look at me sweet girl, it's okay."
"Please, just go back to sleep Y/N..."
You shook your head, and with a gentle, but firm grip you pulled her face down by her chin. Forcing her to look into your eyes as you spoke with a steady voice, "Natasha, the kiss was for a mission." A broken sob left her instantaneously along with your words, she tried to shove you away so she could run to her room, but before she could escape you your lips were on hers.
Natasha went rigid, her mind frozen as she thought of your lover upstairs, but she gave into the urge and soon met your affection. You smiled as you pulled away, her whine eliciting joy to spark deep in your soul. "That kiss was real, and quite frankly, well overdue lovebug."
The redhead scrunched her nose defiantly, but the ghost of a smirk told you she genuinely loved the nickname. Her heart was hammering as a mix of relief and guilt burrowed deep into her chest. Overall she was confused, rightfully so, but her curiosity was peaked as she allowed you to help her down from the counter. You guided her pliant form over to the stove then handed her a steaming mug of chamomile, then you lifted the other filled with earl grey.
Natasha sipped on the drink when you nodded in confirmation that it was hers. "Thank you." You smiled warmly, and squeezed her hand in response before using that hold on her to guide her back upstairs, and straight into your room.
Wanda peered up at you from her book, you smiled timidly, guilt overwhelming you all over again as you took her in. Her beautiful features worn down from wrestling with the aftermath of the explosive argument you'd just had.
The mission had taken a clear toll on all of you.
It was never your intention to kiss the redhead, but you had a choice to make. Rush the process that you and Wanda had discussed in detail, or let the operation implode as your cover ends up blown due to a familiar face catching you and Natasha in a lie as you played wives for a night.
The decision was truly simple, albeit divisive.
So as the former Shield agent, who'd actually been a hydra operative neared you'd swiftly pulled the redhead into you. Natasha had squeaked, but fortunately you swallowed the sound of surprise, and soon enough she'd had no problem falling into the rhythm you'd set.
Your hands shielded her face, and hers gripped tightly onto the lapels of your suit jacket to pull you even closer, and when she hummed in satisfaction as your lips kept a steady pace you instantly knew that this would have a fallout.
You'd pulled back slowly, panting softly in line with her, then as if the intimate moment had never even occurred you crushed her with whispers of the truth. "Rumlow's here, we need to leave unseen, and reassess how to return."
When you had gotten out you helped her into the backseat of a black sedan, but upon the return to the compound she had left in a rush. You intended to chase after her, but Wanda had already caught wind of what took place and therein laid a bigger problem for you.
Hours of baseless accusations were thrown at you, along with harsh words and you took her angered outburst with familiar ease. Wanda was a bit of a hothead, she never was much for listening to reason until she'd yelled a lot. In the end she deflated, she understood that you were protecting the both of you. The outcome that ended with you and Natasha intact was the preferred way, but she was still disappointed.
It'd been months of waiting for the right time to ask Natasha out. Wanda had it planned out, your only job was to show up and look pretty.
Then tonight's mission stole away the magic.
The witches gaze flitted right beyond you to see Natasha's demure expression. She smiled as she too noticed her choice in attire, but it fell when she saw the tear tracks. Wanda was on her feet in an instant, you shuffled out of her way, and dropped Nat's hand in the process.
"What's the matter dorogoya?" Natasha sucked in a harsh breath, forcing her composure to stay intact as the woman gently held her face. "I-I." Natasha was once again overwhelmed by the amount of love she found within her gaze. The redhead looked to you nervously, and you simply blew her a kiss and winked. "Go ahead."
Natasha nibbled on her lower lip, she set her mug down as she worked up the courage, then took the lead and timidly leaned up to kiss her.
Wanda's hands slid from her face, one held her firmly in place by her neck while the other slid beneath the layers on her upper body. Natasha gasped at the feel of her cold fingers, giving Wanda the chance to deepen the affection.
The tension in the room now shifted from one rooted in disappointment to one of pure lust.
Wanda's hand slowly inched up, eliciting a smattering of goosebumps to rise as she kissed the woman known for her stoicism dumb. Natasha is affectedly whimpering, the sounds slightly muffled by the witches smooth tongue.
Her body grew even hotter when you pushed your front into her back, your voice lowered as you husked: "Do you want this Natasha?" It was then that she felt the strap, too lost in the heat of the prior moment with Wanda she'd failed to realize you'd stripped down to a bra, and harnessed the thick silicone to your body.
Wanda suckled on her tongue, forbidding her from screaming out a yes. She was determined though, so her ass wiggled and pressed back into you hard, giving way to her desperation. The redhead hoped after the soft words in the kitchen that this was a beginning, but she was also willing to have only this one night too.
Even if it would break her entirely.
When Wanda did pull away she used her hand to angle Natasha's head to the side so you could kiss her softly as the witch spoke next. "This is more than sex Natasha, I'm sure you know that we adore you, but if you weren't sure I need you to know now that once you agree to be with us that it entails a lifetime of love."
Natasha's lip trembled against yours, then a soft, almost broken 'please' fell from her lips that got the dance of lust well underway.
In a blur of movements the redhead was stripped down to nothing, her head thrown back as your finger rubbed against her clit and your teeth grazed over the skin over her throat. While Wanda got situated, you'd been marking the redhead up, and receiving thanks for your stimulation with every moan, and shudder.
Wanda's hum broke the two of you from your haze, you continued to massage her clit, but your gaze fell to the bed that harbored your nude lover. Her head initially out of sight as she was laying with her feet by the headboard. The message was clear, so you spun Natasha around and let her hazy eyes clue her in too.
"Climb up now sweetheart, let's see what that mouth of yours can do," you teased lowly, "I can give you an insider tip, nibble her clit."
Natasha was eager, initially paralyzed by the sight of her she stood rigid, but as soon as you urged her forward she was practically leaping. Once she straddled her you could see the way your girlfriend was enamored by her dripping cunt that now perfectly hovered over her face.
With a stretched out hand she gripped your strap, and gently guided it to her entrance. "Breathe sweetheart," Wanda reminded her, then she looked up to you with a sinful gaze. "Can you see the way she's dripping on me? She's fucking drenched, so give it to her."
As the tip passed through her entrance she was already losing her balance, falling face first into Wanda's awaiting cunt that wasn't any less aroused than her own. Natasha whimpered at the initial slap to her face, but as soon as the tang of Wanda traversed her tastebuds she was lapping away without any further instruction.
A string of throaty moans left the witches lips and you could feel the way your clit throbbed, causing you to thrust all the way into Natasha as the urge to seek out friction won out. You joined the chorus of pleasure as you groaned in satisfaction once the hilt brushed your clit.
With an effortless strength you gripped Nat by her thighs, lowering her body just enough to allow Wanda a moment to taste her. She was telepathically thanking you as her tongue began to circle over her clit as you rammed into her in a manner that left her teetering the edge.
Natasha clenched around your strap so hard that your own hips were momentarily stilled. Her arousal gushed, coating your strap and dripping down into Wanda's awaiting mouth. Though her thighs trembled beneath your fingertips that held them in a bruising grip you didn't once stop your hips incessant rutting.
Not even as you adjusted your hold, effortless as you lifted her up with your forearms now hooked underneath the top of her plush thighs. Natasha moaned against Wanda's folds as you fucked into her even deeper than before. Her mind was hazing over fast, there wasn't a single sense of hers that wasn't overrun by at least one of you. She felt every thrust of your strap, and graze of Wanda's fingers as they ran up and down her sides. Her smell and taste were nothing short of satisfied by Wanda's essence. Her eyes were shut tight, but she saw your bodies with clear attention to detail against the black of her eyelids until she was seeing stars.
Then there was what she heard, it was the quickest thing driving her crazy honestly. The sounds of absolute filth filled the room, her cunt so slick that each thrust came with a gush; a low hum that made your knees weak too left Wanda as she savored her desired treat, and then she screamed in pleasure, you watched in awe as her eyes rolled, and you smirked smugly knowing that Natasha heeded your advice. The sound alone drove Natasha over the edge again causing her to drench Wanda's entire face.
"Holy shit," you gasped, the strap slipped from within her due to her wetness. The tip tapped Wanda's forehead before it crashed into your thigh, and the redhead used her forgotten strength to break out of your grip so she could roll onto the mattress with a sharp inhale.
Wanda looked up at you through hooded eyes, the sight of your sheened skin and heaving chest enticing her to roll onto her stomach, then without warning she enhanced your entire experience by enchanting the strap just before taking the entire length into her mouth. It was selfish in nature in a way, sure she was aiding you in reaching your climax, but she also just couldn't get enough of Natasha's sweet cum.
With every bob of her head your walls pulsed, as if it was Wanda railing you from behind. If she moaned around the tip, throat squeezing the silicone, you'd feel that pressure against your g-spot, while the vibration also traveled down the silver silicone, and met your clit.
"Holy shit Wanda," you cried, hand flying to entangle in her hair, "Don't stop, fuck..."
With the way she looked up at you it was a no brainer that your released came with the next thrust. Her eyes were sparkling with tears as you'd taken over the pace and slid the silicone down her throat without mercy. As soon as she blinked them away you screamed out in bliss.
The brunette pulled back, and hastily removed the harness from your body, she leaned in and pecked your clit. She chuckled when it pulsed beneath her lips, but in a show of restraint she pulled away, and instead used her fingers to scoop up the arousal dripping down your legs.
She peered back to find Natasha raised upon her elbows, with eyes transfixed on your body. Wanda saw the lusty undertones in her gaze, but above that she also saw the longing that was far more intimate. "Come," she beckoned her forward, and Natasha scrambled to her.
Wanda slid her glistening fingers into the woman's mouth, allowing her to taste you as well, and Natasha greedily accepted the offer. Then the witch turned her gaze back to you, holding eye contact with you as she too tasted your divinity. "I'll never grow tired of you." She winked, then she rose onto her knees, her lips capturing yours while her fingers never once stopped thrusting into Natasha's mouth.
It was a palpable moment, the lust still flowing throughout the air but your bodies were still. Only slight movements as Wanda devoured your lips, and fucked Natasha's throat. Once she was satisfied she relinquished the both of you then fell back onto the mattress grinning.
Her body settled back into the spot she had been in when you both walked in, and her now cold tea settled into her hand as she brought it to her with wisps of red. You rolled your eyes playfully, then waltzed over to the mini fridge with wobbly legs to get yourself a cold water.
Natasha sat there a bit bewildered, then she crawled into the middle and looked at your girlfriend with bright, albeit tired eyes. "Do I stay, or should I go back to my own room?"
Wanda frowned as she turned to her, her hand gently cupped her jaw as she pulled her into a kiss that rivaled the others in softness. You settled onto your side of the bed, and as soon as Wanda let her lips free you slid a shirt over her head, and gave her a swift peck on the lips.
"We meant what we said Natty," you smiled, "We want you to stay, and be ours forever."
Natasha giggled, something that was unheard of, but to you and Wanda it wasn't unexpected. Deep down she was all fluff, you knew that well, you both intended to protect her fragile heart. It was a miracle she kept it, and you would cherish it for all of time if she'd let you.
"I have been dreaming of this..." Natasha softly admitted as she settled between your bodies. Your arms laid beneath her neck, and over her abdomen, while Wanda's crooked beneath her own pillow, as the other layered over yours. "Oh Natty, if only you knew we'd been too..."
None of you knew that a mission would lead you here, you wouldn't complain either, even if it was all a bit unorthodox. Sometimes things don't go to plan, but you reckon that wasn't too bad as when you woke up your guy's missing piece was finally snuggled in between you.
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ok sooo- reader comes home from school with a pet frog and it causes chaos around the household??? And it jumps in the food that Wanda’s making and jumps on Nats keyboard and makes her send a ton of weird stuff in an email 🤭 but then Wanda and Nat tell the reader that they have to put the frog back outside?
THIS IS SO ADORBSS PLEASE- Ok ok I'm really sorry it took SO long, I just recently have much more free time in my hand. I hope you like it!
Reader Description: 14 Years old, Wandanat's Child <3, gender neutral pronouns.
Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff
Summary: Wanda and Natasha's child is an animal lover. They have the tendency to bring home whatever stray they find, today was no different. They brought home a damn frog.
School was typical, you learn stuff, got in one ear and left on the other. Y/n couldn't wait to get back home. As they were walking home from school, they noticed a little pond. In it was an adorable looking frog just chilling on the leaves.
"Hello you!" They approached the frog slowly, careful not to scare it off. Gently, they bent down to offer their hand and the frog immediately jumps on as if it knows they'll be safe with them.
"Imma call you, Julio." They gently hid the frog in their bag, putting it on top of all the books so it doesn't gets squashed.
In the kitchen of the Romanoff-Maximoff household, two women were enjoying each other's company. One of them was baking, the other was typing an email.
DING!
The timer on the oven went on, Wanda bent down to pull out the tray of cookies she was baking. She put it on the counter and suddenly felt a hand encircling her waist. "Is this your way of charming me so I would let you have the first bite?"
"Is it working?" Natasha asked while nuzzling her nose against her wife's neck, Wanda giggled at the action.
"It is, but it's fresh out of the oven. You will have to wait." Wanda said while leaning her body against Natasha's. Her wife whined while resting her chin on Wanda's shoulder.
"Can't I try it now? It smells so good." It was adorable how different the infamous Black Widow is at home with her loved ones.
Wanda rolled her eyes playfully and turned around to face her, "Patience, my love."
Natasha stared at her with a look that could only be describe as pure love, "Alright. For now then can I get a kiss instead?"
Wanda laughs but leans in anyway to sealed their lips. The two women kissed slowly, there was no rush, and it was full of love. Her hand reached up to circle itself around the former spy's shoulder while Natasha's hand pulled her closer by the waist.
The two Avengers had officially retired, Wanda was first to leave the Avengers. Few years later, Natasha followed suit. They both wanted to focus more on raising their family and be there as much for Y/n, their now 14 year old bundle of joy. Natasha she still helps the Avengers a little, honestly it's hard for that woman to just sit back and relax. However she has taken a more of a 'strategic' position you could say, she's mostly working at home and almost never on the field.
Wanda however, opted to leave that superhero life completely. Catching up on everything she had always wishes to do, while also being a full-time mom. Life is perfect for them.
The two pulled away and rested their foreheads together, Natasha started to sway her slowly while humming some tune. "This is nice."
Wanda had a smile on her face as she was gently being held by her wife, she then recognized the tune Natasha was humming. "The song we played at our wedding?"
"Mmmhmm." Natasha pulled back to look at her wife lovingly. Despite them being together for such a long time, Natasha couldn't help but fall in love all over again for the woman in front of her. Natasha leaned in to kiss the slope of Wanda's nose.
"I love you, Natty."
Natasha laughs slightly at the nickname. She remembered all those years ago she almost shipped Wanda to another country just for calling her Nat. "I love you too, so much." Natasha gave her another kiss, "More than I could ever express with words."
She poured all her love into the kiss, the immense feelings she had for this woman. Natasha would go hell and back for her, and Wanda would do the same. If needed, Wanda would destroy the multiverse just for her. They love they shared was something no one could ever match.
"I'm home!!" A voice was heard followed by the sound of their front door closing.
The two woman smiled hearing their bundle of joy home safe. Wanda, the ever so loving mom, was the first to greet them. "Welcome home darling! How was school?" She asked as Y/n entered the kitchen.
"Hi mama!" Y/n said while hugging Wanda, "School was just school." They moved across the kitchen and hugged their other mom, "I got into the softball team though!"
Natasha gave her a kiss on top of their head, "Well done my darling cub! I'm so proud of you."
Y/n sniffed the air and smelled their mother's baking, "MMMMM" their eyes darted quickly to the tray of cookies on the counter. "I want one!" They tried to take one but their mother quickly stood between between Y/n and the cookies with her hand on her hips.
"Nu uh!" Wanda exclaimed, "Did you get the thing I asked you?"
"What thing?" Her child looked at her, confused. Wanda merely raised an eyebrow, "Ohhhhh... Ughhh fine, I'll be right back." They quickly grabbed their wallet from their backpack, leaving it open on the countertop beside Natasha's laptop, and went back out to buy the eggs their mother had requested.
"You know if you need it that badly, I could've gone out and get it for you." Natasha said while leaning against the counter with her infamous smirk.
"And you say I spoil them too much?"
Natasha chuckles and moved to stand beside her wife who was now preparing to chop some onions. "It's almost time to do some groceries shopping anyway, if anything, I'm spoiling my beautiful wife."
"Mmmm, what would I do without you?" Wanda said while giving her a kiss.
"What are we cooking next, Malysh?"
"Well, there's this recipe I've been wanting to try. And-" As the two woman chatter, unbeknownst to them, Julio the frog had popped out of it's prison. Hopping out of the bag, Julio took in its surroundings.
What a weird place?
Decide is not necessarily the right term, but the frog jumped onto Natasha's laptop. Causing the random keys to be pressed, it continued its journey around the surface before it decided to hop across.
Natasha suddenly felt a notification on her phone, she checked it and her eyes narrows in confusion. "What the hell?" She quickly went back to her laptop to check on the email she was writing, "Why did it sent??"
Hearing her wife's frustration, Wanda glanced at Natasha. "What's the matter?"
Natasha cursed under her breath, "I need to check my laptop for virus. It's opening a bunch of weird apps, and sending gibberish emails."
Wanda's face scrunched up in confusion, "I thought SHIELD would provide you with top of the line anti-virus software?"
"Precisely my point, if it's a virus, whoever it is they're up to no good."
While Natasha did her thing, Julio manages to reach Wanda's prepped ingredients. Wanda however was still focused on Natasha, feeling a slight anxiety that someone something might be trying to attack them.
"Find anything?" Wanda asked.
Natasha's eyes was still fixated on the laptop, "No, I can't find any trace leading to them. They're sloppy, but good."
Meanwhile the culprit was still hopping around the kitchen counter, "Well maybe you should call-" Wanda's sentence was cut off with a yelp, hearing her wife's sudden squeal, Natasha glanced in her direction.
"What, what's wrong?"
"Ew! shoo- SHOO!!" Wanda yelled in disgust, "No- NO get away from there!" Natasha was quick to be at her side to asses the situation.
"Honey, what are you-"
"Ge- GET THE FROG!" Natasha quickly saw it and almost burst out laughing.
"Lyubov, It's just a-"
"Tasha, get the damn frog before I make you sleep on the couch!" Wanda said strictly, Natasha quickly obliged, she darted forward but Julio continued to hop around. "Don't let it touch my cookies!"
Natasha manages to pull the trays of cookies away before the tiny frog could jump on it. However despite the tray having some time to cool down, after holding it for a while Natasha's hand started to burn. "Ouch!" She hastily dropped it on the kitchen island.
"Tasha, TASHA!!!" Wanda squealed as she kept an eagle eye on the frog. Watching it continue to hop around like nothing matters.
"Honey, relax I got it." Natasha tried to calm her down and tried to move swiftly to catch the frog. But damn, the fucker was too good. Even for the Black Widow.
It took them a few minutes to finally catch the culprit. It was mostly spent on Wanda pointing and shouting, while Natasha tries to figure out a way to catch the little bastard. Julio was now trapped inside a container box, yet this son of a bitch is just chilling there as if nothing happened.
"What's... going on??" They heard a voice asked, the two mothers glanced at their child who was was standing on the entrance of the kitchen holding a carton of eggs.
Natasha let out a long breath, "We're alright honey, just a little kitchen accident."
Y/n's face quickly twisted into concern, "Are you guys hurt?"
"No, Detka, it's not that. There was a frog."
Y/n snorted, "A frog?" then realization hit them. Y/n quickly moved to check their bag whilst putting down the carton of eggs on the countertop. Surely enough, Julio was gone.
Natasha, knowing her own child, quickly pieced the puzzle. "Detka... Explanation, now." She said while crossing her arms.
"Hehe, Julio caused this little incident?"
"Christ you even gave it a name-" Natasha rubbed her temple, she loved their child. But holyshit, a damn frog?
"Y/n, you can't just keep bringing animals here!" Wanda scolded them.
"But it looked so adorable!"
"Detka..." Natasha sighed, "Put this frog outside please."
"But Momm-"
"No buts!" Natasha said strictly, Y/n begrudgingly approached the trapped Julio. Who is still sitting calmly, slimy bastard. They carefully slipped the cover underneath it to carry the little frog outside.
"And you're going back to the grocery store after this." Wanda said.
"Why didn't you just text me the extra things you needed?"
"I initially didn't need it until your little friend here decided to jump on my food."
Y/n sheepishly smiled, "Hehe, love you mama." They put on an innocent face.
Wanda sighed, she really can't stay mad at them. "I love you too. Now get that frog out."
Y/n walked out to the backyard while mumbling, "This frog has a name..."
Once Y/n was out of earshot, the two mothers stared at one another and laughed softly. Truth to be told they found the whole thing amusing.
"I think it's time we consider getting them a pet to take care of." Natasha said.
"Are you sure they're responsible enough for that?"
Natasha shrugged, "Only one way to find out. Beside, I'd rather have them being too busy taking care of a pet than suddenly bringing home a bunch of cockroach."
Wanda shivers at the mention of that, "I see your point."
They glanced outside the window to see Y/n ever so gently letting the frog out of the container. It seems like they're... talking to it. Wanda wrapped an arm around Natasha's waist and leaned her head on her shoulder. "It's so adorable how gentle they are with it."
"'This 'it' has a name, y'know?" Natasha joked slightly, Wanda pinched her wife's side causing Natasha to jump a little. But they both had a huge smile plastered on their face.
Natasha wraps her arms around Wanda as well, making Wanda nestle to her even more. "I guess a little puppy doesn't sound so bad."
"Mhmmm..." Natasha hummed in agreement. "Or a cat."
Looks like there will be a new addition to the Romanoff-Maximoff family.
Here you go! I hope you liked it, im so sorry it took so long to make :( But I love writing about Wandanat x Child!Reader, it brings me so much comfort!!!!
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Y/n [completely out of touch with feelings, trying to describe an emotion]: I feel, um, glittery? buzzy. like peeling my skin off?
Wanda and natasha concerned: 😧
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